Dear bloggie diary,
I'm in Sing now,typing to you this post.
I'm in lOve with Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. To the point where I can read it even when I'm squishing at the MRT and not hear a thing other than a voice telling me the stories. Reading them out word by word in my mind :D
Elizabeth being the sensible and logical one, also the most unlikely one to have a fairy-tale story in her life. Though it may seem that way to most,she turns out to be the one who has the most exciting love journeys among her sisters.
Life is unpredictable.
Things always appear as they not be. It is all, after all an illusion of the eyes.
:)
And then there is this thought in my mind for the past week. What does it mean to be happy? Being financially free but mentally and emotionally abused? or Being just ordinarily comfortable but flourished with gladness in the heart?
hmp..
Like how I've always wanted to be successful and famous and high and mighty in my future, but what does all these really mean at the end,when it's time for me to leave?
I say that I want to use these powers to influence people to do charity. Because with fame and money, people tend to follow. But instead of trying to get people following,why not start with myself ei, as of now first?
All along, I was just clouded by how people define success, believing that I need it too, then giving myself reasons why I should believe them. When in truth, there's another path which others just choose to disregard because it's not as glamourous and not as exciting as the first.
That's what they think.
But I plead to differ from it.
Materialism.
will drain you out of our moral+spiritual values.
It might be super, for the first few months, or years, but you know well enough how the rich never have the time to spend their hard-earned money and procrastinate even more when it comes to spending time with their family, which they initially wanted to before they started working so hard.
In years time, working so much and never giving time to step back and enjoy life, will just erase the whole point of working so hard in the first place.
Sad isn't it? How we lose ourselves when we indulge too much in something..
I'm still trying to find my equilibrium. I tend to always get to the most extreme of things, overindulging myself in almost everything I do.
You know, you don't have to always be the best because you are already wonderful as how you are~ :)
this crazy love we have,it's really insane! :D
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