@ 10:54 AM

Im going back to Vietnam tomorrow. Ticket booked, payment made.

I juz receive a news, which promise some exciting events. Tomorrow there will be a scattered storm. And it's not safe to fly around with a storm on your head or whenever near you. And i go by budget airline some more. Sigh...God bless the TigerAir.I gotta back here by Saturday. If i want to make it to meet my cousin, who i havent seen for 4 years, I must board a plane tomorrow. Jam.

Life and death are all fated. We are approaching death everyday. There is no certainty who will die 1st, a 12 year-old kid or a 50-year-old man. We are risking our life everyday. Who knows if the ceiling fan will suddenly go haywire and fall on your head. Or some stupid flying object hit you right on the head. Touch wood! But it's how life works.

So in the end, everyone of us will die. But how many of us really live??? Live life to the fullest, do what you love to do and achieve what you want in life. If life is a book, what would you want to write in the last page? A regretful note of "what if" or "if only", or a proud and satisfactory note of "Yes ! It's how i live my life!" ?

Meeting kevin later. Go buy something for Mum. And then go to marina south for dinner with Mr Des and other managers. And then go home pack things for tomorrow flight (if it's still on and i do hope that it wun be affected by the thunderstorm) A bz day ahead...

@ 10:54 AM

Im going back to Vietnam tomorrow. Ticket booked, payment made.

I juz receive a news, which promise some exciting events. Tomorrow there will be a scattered storm. And it's not safe to fly around with a storm on your head or whenever near you. And i go by budget airline some more. Sigh...God bless the TigerAir.I gotta back here by Saturday. If i want to make it to meet my cousin, who i havent seen for 4 years, I must board a plane tomorrow. Jam.

Life and death are all fated. We are approaching death everyday. There is no certainty who will die 1st, a 12 year-old kid or a 50-year-old man. We are risking our life everyday. Who knows if the ceiling fan will suddenly go haywire and fall on your head. Or some stupid flying object hit you right on the head. Touch wood! But it's how life works.

So in the end, everyone of us will die. But how many of us really live??? Live life to the fullest, do what you love to do and achieve what you want in life. If life is a book, what would you want to write in the last page? A regretful note of "what if" or "if only", or a proud and satisfactory note of "Yes ! It's how i live my life!" ?

Meeting kevin later. Go buy something for Mum. And then go to marina south for dinner with Mr Des and other managers. And then go home pack things for tomorrow flight (if it's still on and i do hope that it wun be affected by the thunderstorm) A bz day ahead...