Quote of the Day

Love People and Use Things - Not Love Things and Use People.

If only.....

It's about 30mins after lunch, and I am reading blogs. If I had to stare at my document again, I will scream and tear my hair out. Seriously.

If only they had blogs and digital cameras whilst I was in England. I would have so many good memories (and this does not mean I'm old ok....). Speaking of which, where is my camera?

On a different thought pattern, I wish I worked for pleasure rather than need. I realized recently that what I really want to do is the total opposite of what I am doing now. I wanna create things with my hands that make people happy, and not have them squint their eyes wondering what this sentence and that paragraph means.

It's not like I hate my job or anything - I'd just rather not be doing this at this point of my life. So yea.... time to think again, I guess.

Yes, my dear, I like this very much. :)

Look What You Guys Did!!!

And this is not even all of it.....




Thank you! We are so grateful for your help!

I'm So Proud of This

One Month

It's a Friday and exactly one month to that day we've been looking forward to. I am pleased to report that we are still as cool as a cucumber. But not without the assurance that God will make everything alright, although the day will most likely not be perfect.

And of course, our dearest, dearest friends who have willingly offered all the help we could get! Thank you!

This feels like the Oscars. Yeech.

Note to self (and all you who are reading) - it is supposed to be fun, not stressful or torturous. Let's keep it that way.

Broken

So, I'm sitting here at Starbucks with jazzy, Christmassy music, and my thoughts are with this one good friend of mine. I think he had his heart broken recently, but if you asked him about it, he would not admit it. He would tell you he is alright, it's just how life is, and that he is now a new man. A new man indeed.

I think whatever broke him made him better. He says God opened his eyes to many things, and to a certain extent, I'm really happy for him. He is different though, neither in a good or bad way, just different. A lot more serious, definitely. I kinda miss his idiosyncrasies, though, and all the times we laughed nonsensically. I secretly hope that this seriousness will pass and the endless nonsensical laughter would come back. But not if it would hamper his quest to be a better person.

If he is reading this, he should know, that his friend will always be on his side and would never hesitate to tell him off, should that be necessary. That she is really glad for him. And that he should smile and laugh wholeheartedly, just because its good for the soul.