Begin with the end in mind,

See death as the final destination

Someone who long for a rejuvenation of childhood innocent in this world of hypocrisy and irony... Someone who long for a touch of love in this cold and heartless strange land... Like a fallen angel, heaven seems to be so near, yet so far from me... Begin with the end in mind. Think death as the destination, As we edge closer to it everyday I love you

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

How to explain US's unilateralism?
when the whole world unites to play the same football game, they play their own brand of American Football.


i think i have more or less assimilated into life in M'sia. i love my frens here

it is such a pleasant challenge to live in M'sia. when i meet some frens i speak mandarin and eng. when meet another grp of fren i speak cantonese. on the street sometimes need broken malay. at home or at kampung speak hakka. go PJ meet banana chinese then speak sophisticated english. go johor then hear hokkien and nod.

other than this, i like the culture here. the 人情味. the genuine friendship. the simplicity of life.
despite all its political socio-economic problems, i love this place. the culture, the place, and more importantly the people here.

i want to write this down becoz when i read back this entry, maybe years later, i want to remind myself that this is the place i belong, and this is the place i will eventually return, no matter where i would be at that moment.

1 Comments:

  • At 12:53 am, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    i wish i share your sense of belonging. maybe life in singapore is just too fast. albeit constant reminders to slow down and take a breather, i often find myself caught up in another whirlpool of excitement and experience as soon as one dies down.

     

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