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| life has finally slowed down a bit and allowed me to read some old blogs of mine. it is not unusual that people blog to fingerpoint or rant about something except they do it indirectly by sharing a story or what not. even without the names, we all know who they are referring to or what incidents they are talking about. i'm not exception; i've made those entries too. the funny thing is that 5 years later when i read those again... i, too, forgot what i was actually talking about. i guess i did such a good job of being subtle and indirect. i have to ask myself, "what was i talking about?!!" | | |
| when the inexplainable happens, one can only say the world is a strange place. just what are the chances that you run into a friend, who visits from a city 350 miles away, not once, but both times she came in the same plaza (well.. close enough)? not much i'd say. and it's funny how you can never see someone who just lives down the block from you for years. you probably go to the same restaurants; shop in the same plaza; hang out at the same dessert places, but you just never see each other. then there she came from afar and we were bound to meet. fate it seems. i guess that's what we call "yuen fun".
so i guess i'll see you next year?
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| a day after my cousin's wedding (3 of 9 this year by the way), while i was sitting in the window seat on a southwest, looking out at the street lights of san jose, i thought to myself, "am i going home? or am i going away from home?" where is my home now really? almost 3 years now i have been working in san jose. i have grown to attach to the city, got used to the freeways, hated the winter mornings, beared with the crappy cafe food, enjoyed new friendships and church. most importantly, i've fully embraced my singlehood living by myself. i mean it's nice be back home again and being with family. but at the same time, who wouldn't enjoy the freedom? so where is really home for me? a temporal one anyway...
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| i have to admit that i'm checking this thing way less than i used to; but seems like i'm not the only one. xanga community has grown quiet. but surprisingly, i still found a "footprint" or two even i haven't blogged for 3 months. who really checked mine anyway? okay... honestly, it's not like i haven't tried... i actually started couple but never got to finish them. reason... simple, they are just not finished, okay?! you are free to wonder why it takes so long. it's true that i'm writing no dissertation, but a simple blog nowadays appears to require much more thought than it used to. i don't know if the readers are much sophisticated, or i'm just more reserved. back in the days i used to just bable whatever. now.... no.... it almost comes in a form of self-disrespect when i typed a pointless entry (and this one is coming dangerously close to being one)
anyway... to make my point and to reward my faithful subscribers (if there's any), i'm alive and well (i hope). =)
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| last monday when i got to work, i was feeling... pretty good, unusually calm and peaceful for a monday. ever since i began to serve at the beginning of the year, it seems pretty hectic when fridays came around. partly was lack of planning, but a big part might just be the psychological burden. now with the christmas program rehearsals in full speed, weekends are turning into more like weekdays.
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