beauty
love
joy
peace
faithfulness
gentleness
patience
self-control
(1) The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. His voice dropped to a whisper. "Let it come in. We think we dont deserve love, we think
if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man called Levine said it right. Love is the only rational act. (2) Sometimes, in the mornings, that's when i mourn. I feel around my body,
I move my fingers and my hands--whatever I can still move-- and I mourn for what I've lost. I mourn the slow, insidious way in which I am dying. But then, i stop. I give myself a good cry if
i need it. But then I concentrate on all the good things still in my life. YOU. (3) The culture doesnt encourage us to think about regrets until you're about to die. We're so wrapped up with
egotistical things, career, family, having enough money--trillions of little acts just to keep going. We dont have the habit to stand back and look at our lives "Is this all I want?" You need
someone to probe you in that direction. It doesnt happen automatically. I have found my teacher. Have you found yours? (4) Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live. Listen to that bird
on your shoulder, if you accept that you can die at any time, you might not be as ambitious as you are. (5) Love each other or perish. Family-- nothing else can give you spiritual security. Not
money, not fame. (6) Learn to detach. Dont cling to things, because everything is impermanent. Let the experience penetrate you fully. That's how you are able to leave it. If you dont allow yourself
to go all the way through them, you can never get to being detached. You're too busy being afraid, afraid of pain, grief and vulnerability. Throw yourself into these emotions. Dive in, all the way.
Then, you will know what the emotions are, and detach. (7) You have to find what's good and true and beautiful in your life as it is now. Looking back makes you competitive. And age, is not
competitive. How can I be envious of where you are--when I've been there myself? (8) Devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community and people around you, create something
that gives you meaning. Do the kinds of things that come from the heart. When you do, you wont be dissatified, envious and longing for someone else's things. On the contrary, you'll be overwhelmed
with what comes back. (9) Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.Think of my voice and I will be there. (10) Respect, compromise and talk openly. Have a common set of values in life with
your partner. (11) The biggest defect we human beings have is our short-sightedness. Invest in the human family. Invest in those you love and who love you. In the beginning of life, when we were infants,
we need others to survive, right? At the end of life, you need others to survive right? (12) Forgive yourself. Forgive others. Tears are okay. Life is a tension of opposites. (13) As long as we can love
each other, and remember, the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. Death ends a life, not a rlnship. (14) I love you, Coach. He had finally made me cry.
Above-- excerpts fr Tuesdays with Morrie... (My entries, links and tagboard are in that order -> respectively.)
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Friday, September 01, 2006
i went to my long long ago friendster account. and took a sneak peek at myself and how i morphed from JC till now. and i only had one question (maybe a few): WHY DID NO ONE EVER TELL ME I LOOKED LIKE A MONSTER IN JC AND ALL THE WAY UNTIL LAST YR!!!! GOODNESS. at least i look normal now. maybe next sem, when i have my new look, i will look back again at this sem and claim that i look like a monster again.. but nveless, this is the transition and what Australia did to me... from that girl who knew nothing and absolutely nothing about skirts and dressing up.. to a girl who's mad about skirts... and at least, i dare to have that face of mine when i go out... oh ya, and a second question: how on earth did i actually dare to go out last time with that face, hair etc etc of mine?... i think my friends are very nice not to tell me i look like a monster.
and here it goes: my little history:
when i was young, i looked like this. my mum n dad said i looked v naughty and indeed, i was brought up as a naughty kid.
at this time, i was alr waiting to get married.. nahs, kidding.. i was the flower girl to my unc's wedding..
and as days went by,

this was how i looked when i turned 18.. haha. with my JC friends, we went out after prom to sentosa.. to celeb es' n my birthday.. SHESH. this was the time i looked like shit and those are friends who accepted me for who i am, not for how i look.. (hearts hearts) i look like shit. a monster. a klutz. yucks. i detest how i looked.

and i didnt know how shit i looked last yr during VD at Grace... and i thought i looked pretty decent, but to my great disappointment, NO. and when i looked back, i feel as if, i cheated myself and the whole world... i really looked like a monster, dont i?

and i thought those days were over.. those days i looked like a monster... hahaha. sigh. and i gladly took so many photos without realising that I am a monster... =x i seriously do look like one last yr... sigh. no one told me. lol. uh, if they do i would have killed them anyway. so the yr of 2005 passed with me having alot of photos, without realising i was a monster. and i was a monster in 2005.

with the help of some pretty skirts that i discovered in 2006 and the start of my addiction towards pretty and nice skirts (and i will continue with my addiction for skirts).. i discovered a girly side of myself which i mus say, change some of my previous appearances.. i guess i looked less like a monster, but still a monster...

uh... monstrous? i was never a beauty, still not am, will not be and will never be. lol.

looking decent was never ever my forte, and will not be my forte ever... sigh... why am i so not photogenic. dammit. jans stole those genes.

finally, i took the plunge and rebonded my hair.. and that's how i look now... as monstrous. :( sigh.
kenneth's bday..

sigh. to everyone who's up there on those photos or to everyone who had taken a photo with me for the past 20yrs and 9 months, im so sorry that i look so horrific and monstrous.. and u had to take photos with me... i guess, that made u all look a little prettier and more handsome.. when ur standing beside me... sigh sigh... jans stole those genes..
bree
*brena*; timed 8:40 PM