Friday, March 17, 2006

Okay... It's late now... There's no cars on the street... No bats flying around... No one jogging beside the road too.. No one cycling... Basically.. It's totally lifeless now.. Even the leaves on the trees doesn't move...

Haha.. I'm getting emotional again...

I've done my reflection of the day...

Okay.. I was wondering whether I suits the life in Red Cross anot... Am I just hypnotising myself that I was living fairly well in there... Or I'm living well in there... Or just that I can't differentiate the fact that I'm surviving or I'm not???

I don't know..

I always question myself :
"Why I can't be like the past, going down to Manjusri every friday.."
"Why am I here in HQ as a VI?"
"What's my purpose of hanging there?"

But I always give myself a typical answer:
"Well, why am I thinking so much? Just that I'm happy, that's it"

Am I contradicting myself?

Deceiving myself?

I think life is just like holding up a chair high above your head... When you can't take the weight, you will tends to put it down...

It applies to life.. When you can't take it, you will tends to put it down after some time...

Well, enough of being emotional..

Good night again... =)

She ended her story at 1:35:00 AM

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