Inside

I think that I am addicted with writing blog and reading ppl's blogs. I like catching people's thoughts. What is s/he thinking right now? During the day, how much time have you spent thinking about what are people thinking? What's inside the sad woman who sit beside you on subway? and the angry worker in the construction next to your office/school? and the homeless man that's asking you for food and change?and the family who lives beside you and you only said Merry Christmas to them in the past few years? and quiet co-worker? and your nobody-care brother/sister? and your best friend that you only msn to? and your brother/sister who live right next to your room, but you talk to him/her over the computer? and your dad and mom, that you tell them "I am not coming home for dinner tonight" more than compliments and thank yous? What's inside them? and what's inside you?

What is life? What is not a life??

A father killed his disabled daughter and claimed in the trail that she shouldn't have her own life.
A black woman didn't report marital violence that she had experienced for the last 10 years; because she knew her husband could be killed inside the jail. She said that black people couldn't have a life even they are in jail.
A kid from broken family got beaten up in the foster home and tried to escape so many times, but got caught again and again. He said that he only wants a life.
A friend in Hk thought that his life is only about working and sleeping. He said that he doesn't have life.
A housewife's staying at home all day, boring and annoying. She said that she has no life.
A rich man killed himself. He said that he only has money, but not life.

Please ask yourself: What is life? What is not a life?? If you do not know how to answer this, pray and ask God. He knows the answer. He makes life possible.

Beloved

Yesterday, I got up at 7 am to prepare for my exam. The exam started at 9 and I finished it in an hour later. Then, I went to library to prepare for another exam at 7pm. I needed to use the course reader from the library and the librarian told me that it was all ripped off by other students. I flipped through that reader, and there were only few articles left. So, I went to my prof's office at 3 and used her reader. She asked me to read it in her office in case other students would come for it. For the next 2 hours, it was so awkward, sitting with my prof in dead silence. I started my 3-hour long exam at 7pm. There were 12 questions. I had to write a 2-page essay for each question, which means I only had 15 minutes per essay. That 3 hours was totally crazy. I didn't even have time to think about my arguments and supports. I was jsut throwing whatever I had in my mind. After the exam, I was all tired. I got home and made instant noodles by myself. I was thinking, "life's really sux". Ha, why am I talking about this bad day? Everyone has bad days. I thought my terrifying day was ending with instant noodles. But not, God did a little twist for my long day. At last, d sang me a love song and put me to sleep. The 15 seconds of out-of-tuned melody had turned my 17 hours of tortures around. God does these little things in your life to move all of the suckky big blocks away. God is good. Baby is good too. =*

Do you know me? 1

I know many of my good friends are reading my blog regularly, but how much do u know me? Honestly, I don't really know myself either. Here are some random thoughts about how do I feel about myself:
Sally, one of the characters in Peanuts, always complaining. She views every little rough as a big hardship in her life. And me... I can't live a day without one single complain. The top 10 complains that I always have:
10. hair locks. Every morning!! Is it something wrong with my sleeping's pose?
9. gas price. "Which day is it? How come I can never get it right??"
8. the traffic lights at woodbine and steeles. "Why are they always red?"
7. my sister. "What? Again?? I've just fixed it yesterday." She has big luck in getting virus. Every computer that she has used are affected.
6. my bra. "Is it the strap or something?" They never feel right.
5. my eye glasses. "Where did I left it? How am I supposed to find my glasses without my glasses on?"
4. school/work. "Who wanna go to school/work on Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday/Friday?"
3. my sister again. "Hey! I asked you if you want some, and you said no." In any situations and circumstances, she is eating my food.
2. my bf's jokes. "HAR HAR." He thinks his jokes are cool.
1. God. Why does He make me as a complainer? I wanna stop complaining, but it's hard... like it has become my mother tongue.

To be continued...

肥皂泡與石頭2

公主乘著肥皂泡飄泊在半空﹐突然遇上到最可怕的雷電﹐肥皂泡立刻破滅。公主落在石頭上﹐所有記憶都模糊了﹐她再找不到哪給她肥皂泡的人了。她想念他﹐但她想念誰呢﹖

雨天的禱告

我有太多話要說。然而﹐當我來到您面前的時候﹐一切都變成沉默。
所有說話氾濫在我腦海中﹐我欲言又止﹐眼淚代替我說一句阿門。
父﹐下雨了﹐我筋疲力盡﹐您給我撐起雨傘可以嗎﹖