In love, we win very rarely, but when love is true, even if you lose, you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself.
There comes a time when we stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that, they'd be happier if we let go..
Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss?
This is because THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD ARE UNSEEN.
There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind, but keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world. It's the beginning of a new life. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched our lives.
A great love? It's when you shed tears and still you care for them, it's when they ignore you and still you long for them. It's when they begin to love another and yet you smile and say, "I'm happy for you." If love fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly again. Remember you may find love and lose it, but when love dies, you never have to die with it.
The strongest people are not those who always win but those who stand back up when they fall. Somehow, along the course of life, you learn about yourself and realize that there should never be regrets, only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you've made.
Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel, and not how you let go but how you hold on.
It's more dangerous to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outward tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever.
It's best to wait for the one you want than settle for one that's available. It's best to wait for the right one because life is too short to waste on just someone.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Definition of Success
“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children...to leave the world a better place...to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Monday, December 25, 2006
Alone on Christmas Day
This Christmas feels a little depressing. No one is around to share the Christmas cheer.In the last few years, Christmas has always been a time to reminisce the year that was, to share your love and joy with old friends.
This year, everyone has been busy leading up to Christmas that there was hardly any time for thanks. And everyone is spending Christmas with their men (well, I guess I would too if my man wanted to spend Christmas with me).
I finally skated this Christmas!
I have been yearning to do it for the last few years. The last time I skated was on Holmes Lake in 1995. I had a silly thought that skating on ice that whole Christmas feel – the thought of being snug-ed up in your sweater, scarf and mittens.
And Mark came with me, so I thought it would be great.
No, no, I did not dare have those Bollywood plots on my mind, of holding hands and skating round the rink.
And so we went. Boy, oh boy, it was a big reality check really. We were the oldest folks in the rink. It was so warm, girls were skating in spaghetti stripe shirts; the scarf would have made you look stupid. And the rink was so small I got bored after 10 minutes.
Mark taught me some moves. I tried and tried, only to end up hard on my ass, five times in all. It’s still aching today.
But I had fun. It’s great to feel like a kid again.
And I probably won’t do this again in another 12 years from now. Haha…
And Mark came with me, so I thought it would be great.
No, no, I did not dare have those Bollywood plots on my mind, of holding hands and skating round the rink.
And so we went. Boy, oh boy, it was a big reality check really. We were the oldest folks in the rink. It was so warm, girls were skating in spaghetti stripe shirts; the scarf would have made you look stupid. And the rink was so small I got bored after 10 minutes.
Mark taught me some moves. I tried and tried, only to end up hard on my ass, five times in all. It’s still aching today.
But I had fun. It’s great to feel like a kid again.
And I probably won’t do this again in another 12 years from now. Haha…
Sunday, December 17, 2006
It Has Been A Year
I am finally done for the year. No more travel, no more fairs, no more stock count until 2007 (which is only 2 weeks away).
Alas, it feels like December, it feels like Christmas, when you are allowed to take time out and enjoy the last bit of the year. Yesterday, I found time to do filing! Ii left my office with table that was neat and clean - you could see the tabletop!
My schedule has been gruelling since November. I was so tired, I just collapsed last night.
2006 – as usual, went by just liked that. Worked kept me occupied and happy. I don’t know it’s that’s considered good or bad. Nothing much achieved in 2006, just worked, worked and worked. My department is doing great. Numbers are healthy, staff is happy. That is probably my greatest achievement this year.
Other than that, I really haven’t done much for myself. Didn’t travel much (except for Siem Reap and Singapore. Didn’t read much. Didn’t make new friends.
At the start of this year, I resolute-d not to resolute. Perhaps that’s the reason I feel like I have not gotten anywhere.
Alas, it feels like December, it feels like Christmas, when you are allowed to take time out and enjoy the last bit of the year. Yesterday, I found time to do filing! Ii left my office with table that was neat and clean - you could see the tabletop!
My schedule has been gruelling since November. I was so tired, I just collapsed last night.
2006 – as usual, went by just liked that. Worked kept me occupied and happy. I don’t know it’s that’s considered good or bad. Nothing much achieved in 2006, just worked, worked and worked. My department is doing great. Numbers are healthy, staff is happy. That is probably my greatest achievement this year.
Other than that, I really haven’t done much for myself. Didn’t travel much (except for Siem Reap and Singapore. Didn’t read much. Didn’t make new friends.
At the start of this year, I resolute-d not to resolute. Perhaps that’s the reason I feel like I have not gotten anywhere.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Daniel and Daniels
Daniel Craig, the new Bond.
There’s some uncanny resemblance between Daniel Koh and Daniel Craig.
No, I am not crazy, I am not hallucinating. Shawn felt the same way too.
Those thick lower lips and thin upper lips. That sharp chin and rugged “labourer”’ look about him.
It felt so strange. All through the movie, thoughts of Daniel keep creeping back up.
Later than night, I googled Daniel Craig just for the heck of it. And guess what I found. They are born on the same day.
What eerie coincidences….
I wonder…
Does you name shape your character? I am sure we have come across people whom we think don’t suit their name. Does a masculine name make one more macho? In Chinese, we believe that the name supports the character of a person, so why not in English.
Secondly, do people who share the same birthday also share the some common characters. After all, that’s the basis of the astrological calendar isn’t it?
There’s some uncanny resemblance between Daniel Koh and Daniel Craig.
No, I am not crazy, I am not hallucinating. Shawn felt the same way too.
Those thick lower lips and thin upper lips. That sharp chin and rugged “labourer”’ look about him.
It felt so strange. All through the movie, thoughts of Daniel keep creeping back up.
Later than night, I googled Daniel Craig just for the heck of it. And guess what I found. They are born on the same day.
What eerie coincidences….
I wonder…
Does you name shape your character? I am sure we have come across people whom we think don’t suit their name. Does a masculine name make one more macho? In Chinese, we believe that the name supports the character of a person, so why not in English.
Secondly, do people who share the same birthday also share the some common characters. After all, that’s the basis of the astrological calendar isn’t it?
Deja-Vu
This gal from AIA called me a few days back. Gosh, I can’t even remember her name. Anyway, she called to see if she could explore some joint venture opportunities with my company.
Coming from AIA, I already knew what this was all about. I asked her what department she was from, and she said she was from Direct Marketing.
This is so deja-vu. She sounded exactly like me 7 years ago. I feel like I have come a full cycle.
A few months back, a headhunter had called me offering me the position of Senior Manager in the Direct Marketing department.
I knew this girl wouldn’t be able to offer anything useful to me. But I granted her a meeting because I remember I wished people would hear me out those days.
And I secretly wanted to enjoy the shock on her face when she found out where I came from.
Coming from AIA, I already knew what this was all about. I asked her what department she was from, and she said she was from Direct Marketing.
This is so deja-vu. She sounded exactly like me 7 years ago. I feel like I have come a full cycle.
A few months back, a headhunter had called me offering me the position of Senior Manager in the Direct Marketing department.
I knew this girl wouldn’t be able to offer anything useful to me. But I granted her a meeting because I remember I wished people would hear me out those days.
And I secretly wanted to enjoy the shock on her face when she found out where I came from.
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