funeral for a friend

"Death puts life into perspective"

Yup, it does. Life is like a vapor. One moment you have it, and the next instant, you might not. Fragile. Volatile.

People die everyday, big deal. But when it happens closer to home, that's a different story. Suddenly, it becomes your story. It used to be the loss of someone's parent, or someone's friend. The feeling is distant. Now, it's actually, my friend. It's closer to home. Almost the same age. Young people should never have to die.

I actually know this person on a personal level. I remember Christmas presents. I remember the chats. Graduated. Lost touch for a bit. And then, in an sms, she's gone.

It's sobering, and humbling at the same time. I was on a week's trip covering the east-coast. Battling roads with monstrous vehicles and crazy drivers, in the pouring rain and rough terrain. Trying to rush, destination, to destination. It could have been me. I could have met my Maker. But, I was spared.

"There are 2 things in life you can't run away from: Death & Taxes"

why can't it just be taxes...

I think, a father should never have to bury his child....

Cleavage on Demand

Today, I heard the darnest thing in a long time (Other than JJ & Rudy's slot on Hitz.fm). I know we live in an 'instant' generation. Everything now is instant, or quick, fast, zippy, zap..etc,etc. From instant noodles, to 30-minutes photo-printing.

But, instant cleavage? That's gotta be the wackiest thing I heard today. I overheard it on the radio while driving, and I literally laughed out loud. The advertisement was a Triumph promo with the tag-line "cleavage on demand". Can't recall in exact words, but the idea thrown across is that girls (and some 'men'), no matter the size of their 'assets', can have a 'nice' cleavage with their latest 'wonderbra'. So, it's cleavage, anytime you want. I don't want to go into details, but it's really funny when you hear the word 'cleavage' on national radio mentioned so many times!

So, if you are one of those, who need to whip up a storm of a 'cleavage', there is hope waiting in Triumph stores near you. (applies to men too)

I don't really fancy blogging about stuff like this, but this is really funny.

Questions you dare to ask yourself

"what do you really want?"

That is something I find hard to answer. Maybe cause I'm afraid of what I really want. The mind has the capability to fool yourself, to twist facts and logic.

Sometimes, I dare not say what I really want, because I know it takes a lot of work to get it. Nothing in life is easy.

I wish I knew, what I really wanted. I wish I was courageous enough to say what I really want, and go after it.

God, help me.

a novel

If I could, I would write you a horror novel where the main character is a person that has insomnia. He dreams he is sleeping, but he isn't. Wait, he shouldn't be dreaming, because, he can't sleep in the first place. Anyways, maybe he does sleep for short periods, but in those disturbed few minutes, he dreams he is sleeping a long, long time. No...how can that be....

I don't think I can do horror... *sigh*

But if it shockingly horrifies you and give you kicks, I would.

old-fashioned

Not everything is ideal, though we wish it to be.
So, we live and make the best of it.
Though it may not be ideal, it can still be beautiful:)

Sometimes, we just have to do it like how our parents did,
The old-fashioned way.

..you're my dream, please come true..

Memo

Note to self:

Don't get ahead of yourself. Things may not be what it seems now, or maybe it really is what it seems:) Either way, watch out. Be on your guard. Time will uncover answers. But while time is still available, enjoy the moment. Fleeting moments. Smell the roses. It's all good.
But remember, don't get ahead of yourself.