life is only as good as the memories we make

January 22nd, 2008

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1/22/08 12:50 am

happiness never leaves us, it just goes on holiday once in a while...

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December 23rd, 2007

Sometimes you remember the person you used to be, and the problems you used to have, and the people you wanted to be around. and years later you'll wonder, where did that person go, and why did those problems seem so important and what are those people doing now?

September 18th, 2007

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9/18/07 10:48 pm

is it just me or do you sometimes feel like you're the only sane person...

December 25th, 2005

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12/25/05 06:25 pm

life is a period in time in which we are given the opportunity to dance the night away in vengeance.

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October 20th, 2005

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10/20/05 09:55 pm

When a butterfly flaps it wings, a tree can fall over a few kilometres away. A small breath of air can turn into a storm. Not realistic, you say? Then why do you scream at a concert or a sports game, if your voice is so unimportant? You know the answer: Because your voice is part of a choir. You are part of everything. And everything is a part of you.

No matter who you are. No matter where you work. You make it work. Times today doesn't taste sweet. Nobody wants to say everything is great. Maybe you're standing in a corner or you're looking at a brick wall. But together we can push the wall over. We have enough hands. We are over 6 billion. Make your hands dirty. You are the hands. You are 6 billion.

So how would it be if you complimented yourself? Don't only drive fast in your car. Don't break. There is no limit on this highway. Don't ask what others are doing for you. You are the others.

Treat the world like a good friend. Don't complain but help. Do the best you can. And when you're finished with that, do more. Flap your wings and make trees fall over. You are the wing. You are the tree.