如何成为我心目中白马王子心目中的白雪公主？
朋友或身边的热心的人都曾经问过我，为何不找个伴？当我回答没人追呀，都没人信，然后就会说可能是我的要求过高。这样的事反复的发生，我也开始怀疑自己是否不切实际。我是不是若不将就点，就注定孤独终老？与此同时，我还不断地对身边的人说，我宁愿自己一个人也不愿再来一段不快乐的感情。
Opera talk about Aha! moments all the time, but I haven't really noticed me having one (probably I did, but I wasn't conscious about it). It happened two days ago, when I least expect it. I was having an ordinary day, casually walking to a shopping complex from the MRT station. As usual, I would look around and observe people I see. Details like what they are wearing, how they walk, how they talk, how they look are things which I would pay attention to and process in my mind. Then I will think to myself if they are perfect or how things could be improved. What can be changed to improve their overall score in my mind?
Suddenly, it flashes in my mind that if I could see myself now, I would have failed miserably. That thought spin off to more thoughts and led to the following conclusion : I haven't been taking care of myself. Not because I couldn't, or that I didn't have the time, but simply that I didn't have the motivation to do so. An Aha! moment : I don't love me anymore! Can't remember when this started, but with each passing day, I drift further away from my idea of a perfect woman.
I have decided to love me more.
Deep down inside, I know that I have the making of a perfect woman (at least MY idea of a perfect woman), but my laziness seem to win everyday. This is no longer acceptable. Today will be the first day of my journey toward being the perfect woman.
Step 1 : Vision Board
Set up a vision board and keep it in my mobile so I could be reminded & motivated by the life of my dream
Monday, June 11, 2012
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Saturday, October 3, 2009
别爱我
很想对你说声对不起
却永远说不出口
心中对你的亏欠
挥之不去
不想失去你 却无法爱你
不想伤害你 却不能骗你 更不能骗自己
如果时间能治愈情伤 那我必须等多久才能痊愈
当伤口结成了疤 心就能停止痛楚吗
拥有一颗不完整的心
我还有爱人与被爱的权利吗
却永远说不出口
心中对你的亏欠
挥之不去
不想失去你 却无法爱你
不想伤害你 却不能骗你 更不能骗自己
如果时间能治愈情伤 那我必须等多久才能痊愈
当伤口结成了疤 心就能停止痛楚吗
拥有一颗不完整的心
我还有爱人与被爱的权利吗
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Secrets - a dirty word?
Is it in our nature to lie?
Is our heart such a mysterious place we need to hide from the outside world?
The value of a secret lies in it's nature, not in it's content.
It is precious because it's a secret; and not that it is a secret because it is precious.
I have a secret. I have a secret identity, and that identity is me.
Always trying divert the attention away from the real me, I try to be comical, loud, rough and rude at times. Be everything that I am not, be as mis-understood as I could be, be as unreal as the situation allows.
The rule of my life : When people in my life leave, it's because they have not known the real me, therefore it is their fault, not mine. It is their weakness, not mine. They are just not strong enough for me. They are just not special enough to feel my inner thoughts. An excuse I give myself constantly. If I don't open my heart, I could not be hurt.
Many things have been done to protect my vulnerable core, my weak soul. Even when I do not give my all, it still hurt.
There are a few people who caught a glimst of my true self, a few short moments when I allow the inner self to surface. Before they could figure out what happen, I would close the door again and they would not know the difference.
If the world doesn't like my facade, I could live with that. If the world doesn't like the real me, could I live with that? What can I do then? I've been waiting for the one worthy but he seem to have lost his way.
Where is my Prince Charming?
Is our heart such a mysterious place we need to hide from the outside world?
The value of a secret lies in it's nature, not in it's content.
It is precious because it's a secret; and not that it is a secret because it is precious.
I have a secret. I have a secret identity, and that identity is me.
Always trying divert the attention away from the real me, I try to be comical, loud, rough and rude at times. Be everything that I am not, be as mis-understood as I could be, be as unreal as the situation allows.
The rule of my life : When people in my life leave, it's because they have not known the real me, therefore it is their fault, not mine. It is their weakness, not mine. They are just not strong enough for me. They are just not special enough to feel my inner thoughts. An excuse I give myself constantly. If I don't open my heart, I could not be hurt.
Many things have been done to protect my vulnerable core, my weak soul. Even when I do not give my all, it still hurt.
There are a few people who caught a glimst of my true self, a few short moments when I allow the inner self to surface. Before they could figure out what happen, I would close the door again and they would not know the difference.
If the world doesn't like my facade, I could live with that. If the world doesn't like the real me, could I live with that? What can I do then? I've been waiting for the one worthy but he seem to have lost his way.
Where is my Prince Charming?
Monday, October 13, 2008
Charity
What is Charity?
When you give all of yourself, asking nothing in return, is that charity?
When you lend a helping hand to a needy person, is that charity?
I've constantly reminded myself to perform charitable acts, to give a portion of my earnings to Charitable Organisations, is that charity?
As I watched the President's Star Chariy Show "http://5.mediacorptv.sg/programmesdetail.aspx?iid=MDC080923-0000003" on tv last night, I found myself weeping like a child. Many people on the show (and I'm sure, many people watching the show) felt sorry for the "unfortunates". Personally, I dislike to refer to these people as needy, I feel that they are merely people who have more challanges in life than me. I admire their strength and determination, compassion and the ability to be grateful for all that they have.
As I dialled the numbers on my cell-phone to donate a small token, I asked myself : Was my donation a charitable act? No, it was a token of appreciation for their charitable act. They have humbled me by showing the virtue of life, the goodness of man and the joy of giving. They have given me more than I could repay.
When you give all of yourself, asking nothing in return, is that charity?
When you lend a helping hand to a needy person, is that charity?
I've constantly reminded myself to perform charitable acts, to give a portion of my earnings to Charitable Organisations, is that charity?
As I watched the President's Star Chariy Show "http://5.mediacorptv.sg/programmesdetail.aspx?iid=MDC080923-0000003" on tv last night, I found myself weeping like a child. Many people on the show (and I'm sure, many people watching the show) felt sorry for the "unfortunates". Personally, I dislike to refer to these people as needy, I feel that they are merely people who have more challanges in life than me. I admire their strength and determination, compassion and the ability to be grateful for all that they have.
As I dialled the numbers on my cell-phone to donate a small token, I asked myself : Was my donation a charitable act? No, it was a token of appreciation for their charitable act. They have humbled me by showing the virtue of life, the goodness of man and the joy of giving. They have given me more than I could repay.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Bring me a sunrise
Bring me a sunrise, to celebrate a new beginning, a new union.
I don't want no diamond ring,
I don't want no fancy dresses,
I only ask for a promise and hope
I don't need your sympathy
I don't need you to rescue me,
I only ask for you to have some faith
Bring me a sunrise, to celebrate my new life, without you
The old path is safe but I'm tired of walking in circles.
This new road, so unfamiliar
no idea where it would take me
Please give me courage to walk on
don't let me turn back, for I would despise myself if I do
I don't want no diamond ring,I don't want no fancy dresses,
I only ask for a promise and hope
I don't need your sympathy
I don't need you to rescue me,
I only ask for you to have some faith
Bring me a sunrise, to celebrate my new life, without you
The old path is safe but I'm tired of walking in circles.
This new road, so unfamiliar
no idea where it would take me
Please give me courage to walk on
don't let me turn back, for I would despise myself if I do
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Choice
Everyone has a story to tell
It is up to you, the reader
to decide if it is a sad story or a heart-warming one.
You could choose to see only the sadness
or you could choose to see only the happiness
To each who read the story
one moment will stand out from the rest
For me, I choose to feel grateful for the experience
If the road ahead is dark
Let faith be your guiding light
For it is darkest before dawn
It is up to you, the reader
to decide if it is a sad story or a heart-warming one.
You could choose to see only the sadness
or you could choose to see only the happiness
To each who read the story
one moment will stand out from the rest
For me, I choose to feel grateful for the experience
If the road ahead is dark
Let faith be your guiding light
For it is darkest before dawn
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