I feel like I live for moments or events in life that I look forward to. I like life to be a book that I’ve prewritten, and I’m just waiting for my favourite chapters to arrive.
I forget to enjoy every page. I need to constantly tell myself that even though I believe the opposite, I’m writing the book as I go. And that I have the power to include anything I want everyday.
i have the power to make every chapter, page, word and letter worth written.
WWW turns 30! And I’m about to tun 28. WWW is almost the age of me. We are the WWW children. It made me think what would I do if WWW never occurred. What would my life be like?
I work in IT industry. So if it wasn’t for WWW I won’t certainly be producing websites. Continue reading
It’s been a while since I last wrote here. If you’ve read my very first blog post titled “Quarter Life Crisis” you may remember the struggle I was going though as I voluntarily left my dream job. And the post “What to do when nothing goes right” was about my coping mechanisms when I was at the utmost depression. It hasn’t even been 2 years since I made that decision, leaving a job with the perfect job title Continue reading
Summer is for mistakes. To live in a different world and forget the reality. Dream and break rules. No boundaries, no instructions, no limitations
2. Autumn Continue reading
Between now and the last time I wrote, I got a new job in a new nice place. It all seemed nice and it only took me 3 months to realize that there are bad germs in any kind of workplace. 😀 Continue reading
Continuous efforts, continuous struggles, continuous pep talk to self, but nothing seems to work out. Falling down, spend days in agony, then finally getting up and try again, and fall down again… the cycle continues….. Continue reading
When I thought everything is going in the right direction, life told me otherwise. When I thought I made right decisions in life, life told me otherwise. When I thought my mind is finally at peace, life told me otherwise. Then I started to think on what I base my happiness, where do I base my peace on. The answer was on other people. Continue reading