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Monday, July 9, 2012

“To live every day as if it has been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life… To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, Iself that everything  am. I am. That is something to aspire to.”
  
The Art of Racing in the Rain, by Garth Stein
 
I had started convincing myself that every thing in life happened for a reason.
Whether it's good or bad, they strive to allow us to grow bit by bit everyday.
Looking back now, I had realised that I'm actually glad for the past happenings.
I'm even more glad that I had learnt the lessons from those happenings well.
The most important lesson always comes from the bitterest memory.
 
2 years ago, I don't even understanding the fundamental purpose of living.
Now, I am really glad that I'm living, awaiting for the best thing in life to occur(: 
 
 

posted at 7:04 PM by Shi Ting