bye bye.

responsibility is...

the willingness and ability to assume full source and cause for all efforts and counter-efforts in all dynamics.

relieved!

i've finally completed MAS-ESS essay comp with a grand word total of 2988, just 12 words shy from the 3k max. though the deadline's supposedly 31 may and i submitted on 1jun 1.12am, i don't care hah. one of the more slipshod works! in fact, i've been procrastinating for damn long a time. so much so in the morning, i told myself just give up on it and go with Dad and Sis for lunch. but then my Dad told me not to eat and finish it someway somehow. so here i am, at least i'm relieved i didn't chuck it like what i did for budget 08.

time's been wheezing by. had TCC and now embarking on MCW. having mixed feelings - apprehension, doubt yet with that doggedness that i will work things out somehow. time will be the best witness, so lo and behold.

saw myself on tv and looking fat. that's bad so it's high time to train up since i've registered for ippt with poh and gang.

loving and living life to the fullest. way north we go!

清风著...

当一个人没有了未来，他要如何去为未来奋斗呢?

let it be.

too many entries,

pondered, scribed, proof read but never published.

too many ideals,

crafted, manifested, exhilarated but never realised.

please, help me to... reconcile.
(prays dearly)

i'm cracked and incomplete...

Read something motivational at sgforums that i thought was worth the sharing.

A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the House, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of it's own imperfection. And miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path,but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw. So I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house?

Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got
to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them. Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape. Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life.

and i remembered, i read an article by corrinne may about celebrating diversity.

therefore i shall continually tell myself,

"down with homogeneity and conformity, it's now i do what i want and have to"

let's start from here.