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Wednesday, January 24, 2007 23:20

My life of late has been rather pre-scheduled. Everyday is a repetition of a series of events religiously executed. I wake up at six every morning, brush my teeth, put on my contacts, rush down for breakfast(even breakfast is the same – char siew pao), go to school until dismissal time, dinner, bathe, reading room and finally switch on my laptop before ending my day all wrapped up in my checkered blanket in a particular pose.

Basically that’s my pre-determined everyday routine. This routine only holds true for Monday to Thursday, which is synonymous to saying four out of seven days of my week are catered for me to catch up on my work. Come to think of it, if I continue my every-week-life like this, no doubt I’ll definitely be able to complete my tutorials, and on top of that, study for upcoming tests!

Things always look good on paper. In reality, a different story is told.
Let’s see how long I can maintain this reading-room-routine I’m having now.
Come on, people, don’t show your skeptical faces yet. Have SOME faith in me please.
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Ever wondered how fortunate we are? We are never tired of complaining every now and then whenever the situation doesn’t fit into our expectations. We complain of too little time, too little money, too much homework, too many balls to juggle at the same time. But have we, just for a moment, realized that with a little of something and so much of others that we have now, we are actually so much more fortunate than some people amongst us?

If I have to learn something everyday, I’d say I learnt to treasure what I currently have and be contented with them. I, although far from home, still have a place called ‘home’ – a shelter, a refuge, a sanctuary. There are people called ‘family members’ residing there, ever ready to grab me whenever I fall. And with their existence, I’ll be assured that even if I fall, there will always be enough strength to support me, prevent me from hitting the ground hard and flat. It is precisely this assurance of never-ending support that we live our lives like how we live right now – taking existing blessings for granted, ever seeking a better future but always ignoring a good present.

Have you ever thought that one day, that strong arm called ‘family’ may not be strong enough to hold you because it is already crippled with problems and worries?

You’ll fall, if you take the wrong step, and drag the arm down together with you. Eventually hitting the ground, hard and flat.

There are people out there who aren’t as fortunate as we are. These are the people who have to be cautious at every step they take. They have to pull themselves up even if they fall, for they know very well that they can’t increase the burden their family members are already shouldering. These people have seen the various realities of life, have walked though and out of them, and grew stronger with every step they made. They have the resilience, courage and strength to walk through trying times. Eventually they are reborn into somebody independent and able to handle their problems individually.

Deep down inside, I look up to them, and salute them for their courage. I felt spiritually minute standing beside these figures. And one of them happens to be my friend.

Therefore my friend, you’ve walked through trying times all these while. The resilience in you will help you through future obstacles, no doubt. But all I want you to know, is that every step you take as you advance into the future, I’ll always be walking at the same pace, not in front nor behind, but right beside you, to instantly grab you back should you trip over anything that stands in your path.

The same goes to all my friends and buddies out there. We’ll pull through together!

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