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Monday, January 30, 2006

I am trying hard to try and upload some pictures. It would be more interesting if I had pictures to complement my thoughts. And when I refer back to my life next time, it would be a much more pleasant affair. Well, a picture paint a thousand words. Is it paint or show? How nice if there were a book in heaven which will play every little event that happened in my life. Maybe add a little bit more information of what impact my actions had on the people around me. I feel it would tell me what kind of person I had been and whether my life had been worthwhile. Of course, I have to make it to heaven first, in order to get to see all these things.

I am more spiritual recently, due to a nice book I am reading. It is a christian book. Makes me think about life.

Anyway I had a great day visiting my relatives. The adults say that we children have changed physically. But I think that besides that, we have changed character-wise too. We used to play with each other every single school holiday. Now, we are distant. Too busy with our own activities I guess. I saw my baby cousin too. In fact I saw 2 babies today. So cute and blur. If only I had a video of myself as a baby. I imagine I must be extremely cute too..judging from my baby photos. Full of hair. When I am 40, they would be 20, just like what I am now. And it lead me to my next thought of how fast time flies. Last year this time, I was still without hair, fearing my upcoming field camp. Next year this time, I hope I can call myself an adult waiting to enter university. How time flies. Why can't we stop time for a moment and enjoy life without worrying about time. True enjoyment is something unrestrained by anything.

Wonder wonder wonder. I have been wondering too much recently. Time to get back to reality. My stomach is feeling weird from all the goodies.