writing pad of a schizophrenic insomniac

i take my word back. Friendship is just as superficial as distant relatives..

i am officially 26 years old….what does this mean?

go figure…hahaha

I was in 3 kindergartens, 4 primary schools, 2 high schools, 3 universities and 2 working locations. That will add up to 14 educational and working institutes that I went and tabulate to millions number of friends I had made.

Nevertheless, one thing that I learned from my journey of meeting million friends is that friends come and go. So my opinion is that it is better to have a small group of really close good friends than a lot of friends.

Anyhow, this does not mean you should not have a lot of friends. Just noted who are your close friends, good friends, friends and so call friends.

And if anyone ever asked me who they are in my friends list, I will ask them back.."where do you think you are?”

Friends. They are better than relatives. =)

I asked a friend of mine today how does she know if her current bf is the one or not…but of coz with the intention that i can tease her later on her answer..(yes..i am mean)

but only to get my plan backfired because she gave a really good answer. Below is how the conversation went..

Me: Dude, how do you know whether she/he is the one?

Friend: Babe, relationships are a lot of work.. so the one is usually the one who is willing to put in as much effort as you are willing to put in

my life has become simple….too simple that i feel that sometimes i feel that my life is complicated at a different level. =)

This was a speech made by Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Anna Quindlen at the graduation ceremony of an American university where she was awarded an Honorary PhD.

"I’m a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know. Don’t Ever confuse the two, your life and your work. You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree: there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or in a car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank accounts but also your soul.

People don’t talk about the soul very much anymore. It’s so much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is cold comfort on a winter’s night, or when you’re sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you’ve received your test results and they’re not so good.

Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have tried never to let my work stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider myself the centre of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. I am a good friend to my husband. I have tried to make marriage vows mean what they say. I am a good friend to my friends and they to me. Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today, because I would be a cardboard cut out. But I call them on the phone, and I meet them for lunch. I would be rotten, at best mediocre at my job if those other things were not true.

You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are. So here’s what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger pay cheque, the larger house. Do you think you’d care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast?

Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze at the seaside, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over the water, or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a sweet with her thumb and first finger.

Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an email. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beer and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough.

It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, and our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids’ eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live.

I learned to live many years ago. I learned to love the journey, not the destination. I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling them this: Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby’s ear. Read in the back yard with the sun on your face. Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived".

A Boy and his Frog A boy was crossing a road one day when a frog called out to him and said, "If you kiss me, I’ll turn into a beautiful princess." He bent over, picked it up and put it in his pocket.

The frog spoke up again and said, "If you kiss me and turn me back into a beautiful princess, I will stay with you for one week." The boy took the frog out of his pocket, smiled at it, and put it back into his pocket.

Then the frog cried out, "If you kiss me and turn me into a beautiful princess, I’ll stay with you and do ANYTHING you want." Again, the boy took the frog out, smiled at it, and put it back into his pocket."

Finally, the frog asked, "What is the matter?! I’ve told you I’m a beautiful princess, I’ll stay with you for a week, and I’ll do anything you want. Why won’t you kiss me?"

The boy looked at the frog and said, "Look, I’m an engineer. I don’t have time for a girlfriend, but a talking frog is cool."

1. The world does not revolve around us. We choose the coordinate system.
2. No "couple" could enjoy a better "moment."
3. We know how to handle stress and strain in a relationship.
4. We have significant figures.
5. EK 301: The motion of rigid bodies.
6. Projectile motion: Need we say more?
7. Engineers do it to specifications.
8. According to Newton, if two bodies interact, the forces are equal and opposite.
9. We know it’s not the length of the vector that counts, but how you apply the force.
10. We know the right hand rule.

Have you ever lost in the wood that when you thought you find your way out that you find yourself lost again in another wood. Life is like that. It is full of confusion, lost ways then self-discovery but only to discover later that you are confused again and still lost.

There is a possibility of finding the way home but you might get lost again when you wonder away from your home. Thus, w have to remember our root, our beliefs, the road sign to our home so we would not stray afar or we can actually find our way back home.

I am lost now in a wood but I am trying to make the best out of the situation. I built myself a nice hut from branches and leaves for shelter and learn how to hunt rabbit and pick berries for food. I am doing fine. I do have the basic human need, shelter and food. But I can’t deny myself that I am still lost…or maybe I should just accept my situation and just live my life in this wood. Just get rid of the idea to actually find my way out from the wood and get home, wherever that may be.

Life is beautiful when you have meaningful relationship, good health and financial security. True?