After changing majors seven (yes, seven) times, my dad sat me down and started asking some pointed questions.

Dad: “Why have you gone through every engineering program the school offers?”

Me: “Well, there’s a demand for women in engineering, and I’d make good money?”

Dad: “Do you like engineering?”

Me: “Not really, but I want to make a lot of money?” (Yes, at 19/20, I was seriously interested in making money.)

Dad: “But what is it you really love to do?”

Me: [stumped]

Dad: “Did you really like writing in high school? You seemed to enjoy writing for the newspaper?”

Me: [light bulb starting to flicker]

Dad: “I can’t tell you what to be, but I can tell you that if you’re doing something you love, success and financial security usually follow. When you’re doing something you’re good at and enjoy, people can see that and respond to it.”

Me: [My dad's brilliant.]

Your parents pissed you off today? Some kids don’t have parents. You hate your teacher? Some people can’t afford an education. You don’t have a car? Some people have to live in their car. You think your food tastes disgusting? Some people can’t afford to eat. You just broke up with your significant other? Tough shit.

Yes, we all have our share of problems and heartaches. However, your trivial trials and tribulations are nothing compared to that of another; really, someone always has it harder than you.

So appreciate what you do have because, honestly, some people are too ungrateful for their own good.

likes this paragraph. holds truth.

i know many spent their last day of the prelims out with their friends. for me, i spent it at home shifting furniture and clearing up the dust at my newly renovated home with my family. that was more than enough for me (:

Love is action - not just words.

daddyyyyyyyyyyyy goddd

'why only the right side got pattern one.'


HAHAHA.


<3 apollofc. muackies.

At that moment, it seemed to him that time stood still, and The Soul of the World surged within him. When he looked into her dark eyes, and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke - the language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Something that exerted the same force whenever two pairs of eyes met, as had theirs here at the well. She smiled, and that was certainly an omen - the omen he had been waiting, without even knowing he was, for all his life. The omen he had sought to find with his sheep and in his books, in the crystals and in the silence of the desert.

It was the pure Language of the World. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time. What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life, and that, with no need for words, she recognized the same thing. He was more certain of it than of anything in the world. He had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language. Because, when you know that language, it's easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it's in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning.

Maktub, thought the boy.

(Maktub : It is written - Destiny)




back to re-reading the Alchemist by Paul Coelho. love the book, its such a spiritual refreshment. i realised i've gained alot more revelations when reading it now, (yes in the midst of blocks) than compared to reading it in secondary one. (: how could the young mind comprehendth such a deep soul-stirring text then? It’s helped me grow up in some respects & it’s taught me a lot about life. ahhh an exhausting week over (: papers are in Your hands. thank you daddy. went out with nic and larry after math ytd. had lots of fun shopping around/talkingggg. gee we do talk non-stop haha. we need a sleepover at  nic's house (: thank you daddy for bringing my precious babes closer (:






I don’t live in either my past or my future. I’m interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you’ll be a happy man. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we’re living now. 

                                                                                                                                                       -The Alchemist’ 






Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.  
Oscar WIlde












(i dream of visiting such a beautiful place)



There is no way to peace; peace is the way. AJ Muste









expect sunshine







to speak peace to the storms in your life





tumblr is a trove of fascination. (:

 

do you know how it feels to be wrapped up in a cocoon, a safety blanket so thick, so coddled, you know Love will never let you go?

jiayee said she could see happiness radiating from me today :D haha.

the power of the annointing oil mmmhmm.

i want more than just okay,

this week will be blessed (: thank you Daddy.

today, going back to school for our first blockstest2 paper, i missmy classmates, the people, the company more than anything (: