New

Every once in a while, you screw up. Doesn't matter on what magnitude. After some time, after a period, a transition, you'll realise that it's totally fine. Well it is still something that affects you but you grow out of it, sometimes it only takes you seconds of the right thoughts. Cause you know the fact that you're not in it alone. It's quite comforting to hear whispers in your little heart being spoken aloud by others, reassuring yourself that you're only human. And acceptance, it's one very magical and powerful thing amigos. Fearlessness and acceptance.

The next few days will be a cocktail of pressure cooker, out on the beach sweetness, warfare adrenaline rush, boardroom professionalism, kindergarten excitement, anything you let yourself to be I guess.

Dream.

..till it scares you. 

;)

Explosions

Once upon a time, I was a wooden pencil. Red and green stripes, the colour of Christmas. How boring is it to exist as something as rigid as this, I thought when I was six. Everywhere I looked, I saw more exciting beings than myself. I thought, maybe it's fate, maybe it's karma. But I was lucky to be borned with a rubbery material on top of my head. It helped erase frustrations caused by accidental mistakes done by my owner or her friends whom I don't really like being groped by(they have weird, rough, sweaty palms), but most of the time, it's that four-letter word she really likes doodling on my other friend who's white as ghost. Sadly, I've never got the chance to clearly admire that special word because it's too low below and I have short-sightedness. However, I remembered the way my body swayed every time she held me. One night when she was out with her bunch of sweaty-palmed buddies, I fought my way out out of the rough pouch she zipped me in and subconsciously moved on Monsieur Ghostly White like it's the most natural thing you see a pencil do. Then I gently laid on him and finally saw it. It spelled S.H.H.H. That was the end of me as I knew it.

I wonder how I'd score if I wrote this for an autobiography in primary school. Lol. Tenses, I always messed them up. Still do. 

Revamped.

Gemini

Got on a crazy huge ship at Penang Island and off we sailed. Away from the structured-landscaped view. Away from people, literally. One of the best travelling experience so far. Thanks to my dear parents for always giving us the best lifetime experience and momentous moments like this. Got the chance to get to the shore of Phuket and Krabi as well by tendering boats, and did some sightseeing at the town. Beautiful people, amazing food, lovely tour guide, great weather, breathtaking sceneries, awesome companies. Twas perfect.

Being 'stranded' in the middle of the deep sea, not having a clue of where you are and what to do if anything were to go wrong, twas just amazing. There's no separation of the sky and the sea. The horizon is endless. You turn around 360 degrees and all you see is the same serene, soothing scenery. But sometimes, a lil' change is needed. I never knew it could be so uplifting to see the mountain-like dark patches appearing above the skyline. That's when I realised, no one could ever live alone.

If you compare yourself in the day and at night, you wouldn't see much of a difference in the way you live, your lifestyle, the people you meet, the things you do and such. It's pretty much consistent and in the 'safe' zone. I met this guy, Matt, who was our tour guide in Krabi. He has knowledge and experience as vast as you can imagine. Was a former Thai boxer, he met people from all around the world. One awesome guy I'd like to meet again.

The Gala Night taught me how diversity could bring people closer and not the presumed opposite. People from Philippines, China, Nepal, India, Finland, Sweden and Vietnam running that one ship. That's something there. Sometimes, we get too comfy in the same environment we overlook things. We assume and demand for our rights that we forget to be considerate and sensitive of other's needs. It's only human, ain't it. Think again. And also, extreme joy or sorrow brings the most kilos. Yeap. Oh well, as long as there's

..peace, love and understanding. :)

80-20

Howdy. The past four days were awesome. Every once in a while, it's good to have a getaway to recharge and come back fresh. To come back to what you left undone, unfinished, untouched, it's not really something I look forward to but it's not a choice I get to ponder on, is it. On the way home, the thought of just letting everything go and start anew somewhere else, doing something completely different flooded my mind like a tsunami. It's not just leaving things that's not in my favour but everything; likes and dislikes, needs and wants, past and present and perhaps, a potential future that's shining my way. To walk away from something you don't know the outcome, it kills for most of us.

Seeing how different things are elsewhere, it opens your eyes. You're less hard-headed and more grateful and forgiving. You learn to mould a mind that's understanding, peaceful and more aware of indifferent situations. We don't realise what we're gaining and losing every day but thoughts are the one thing we all possess no matter how restless we feel. We just need to have the right one at the right time.

"That was the worst thing about growing older. That was the worst thing of all. Realising that you could keep living without anyone, when it came to the crunch, when it came to goodbye and good luck, take care of yourself and let's be friends, realising that we are ultimately alone, taking our pleasures where we can. - Rory"

What's a good day without a good laugh. They're always around you, doing things they don't want their future children to find out. Haha ciao.

Unencumbered

It was great. It was exciting. It was meaningful. It was memorable. It was joyful.

I've nothing much to say really. Or rather too much for a quick post. After watching Life of Pi, tomorrow's adventure seems so much more exciting. Will be back in four. Take care, amigos. :)

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Every chapter is like one of those stones. Parallel with your collection of stones are the people you encounter's collections. Not everybody's stones are similar yet they exist on the same path. 

That's the beauty of it all.

Happy January!