one of the simple things in life

honesty.



Just one little word, but do we really pursue it?

the endless race

In life's endless race, do we need to make everything seem like a competition?
In being the know-it-all,
the most fine looking?
the richest,
the Mr/ Ms Popular.
the everything-must-do person?

Everybody gets involve in some such of competition, in wanting to be the best in anything or at least, something right?
but when is enough, ENOUGH?

Is it when you found someone to replace it all?
or when you find some other competition to be obsess about?
or when you're so tired of it all and finally start falling so fast that you could hardly believe the position you're currently in?

or maybe when you're dead?

by then, it'll be too late to regret and feel bitter about your life...

Back on track

I just arrived at Melbourne yesterday morning. 7.30 am to be exact, 4.30am back home.
Stupid flight was delayed for an hour and I only managed to shut my eyes for an hour throughout the seven and a half hour journey.
Movies on demand was not working so ended up watching cartoons (HSM 3, Beverly Hills Chihuaha)

Damn you, Qantas.
I trusted you when nobody did... :(