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Merci

Turning another year older gets more trivial as the years went by, but we learn to cherish the simple things in life. Like the beautiful people I'm continually blessed with; my parents and my family who have made the person that I've become today, my awesome friends with their heartwarming words that never fail to put a huge smile on my face, and to be blessed with a comfortable, mediocre life. Most importantly, I thank God for allowing me to live 23 years of this temporary life, which is so beautiful. All I'm looking forward to is a lifelong learning journey ahead to be filled with amazing experiences and opportunities coming my way for grabs, so that I know I live life to its fullest. And so I'd learn a thing or two about what life really is about, and that I could grow wiser, stronger in faith, a more contented individual and in general a better person.

There's really nothing more I could say, but to say my utmost thanks.
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23 years old, and am still dreamy. Thanks to Mademoiselle Ah Qi (you must feel honoured that you're always mentioned here, hee) who reminded me of this excerpt I found 2 years ago. So I'm re-sharing this again. It's fluffy, but it goes to show that after 2 years, I could still dream. We all could.

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“All I ever want is to show you how much I love you. I want to take your hand in my hand. I want to show you the places I go so I can think and the movies I watch. I want to show you all of the things I’ve written. Or all of the photos I’ve taken. I want to show you how beautiful certain people are and just how great it is to be a weird little mess. I want to show you how to accept and even embrace how tragic things can get. I want to show you that it’s okay not to believe and it’s okay not to be afraid to die. I want to show you how to breathe slowly and feel your own heartbeat. I want to show you that I’m not like everyone else you meet, that I’m not worried about what they worry about. I want to show you just how thrilling it is to jump off of high surfaces and run with your eyes closed tight. I want to show you that it’s lovely walking in the rain, letting rain drops run over your exposed skin and feel them drip off the tip of your nose. I want to show you how much I love people and no matter how worked up I get, I do deep down realize that I am so insignificant and tiny. I want to show you what it’s like to run wild and laugh your ass off in public. I want to show you how people look at me and how they talk to me. I want to show you how I move day to day and the things I wear. I want to show you my face, without makeup. I want to show you my life, but I have no idea who you are.”
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