*an awakening*

Yohoo! How's everybody? *looks around* Sigh. I'm not a guy whos good at writing introduction of any sorts. So do pardon my attempt. But anyways, thanks yili for reminding me to constantly update my blog. Oh yea, my blog wanna say thanks to you too, for appreciating him. =)

Alrights, what have i been up to lately? Yeap, i've just finished reading a novel, by the name of... "tuesdays with morrie". Yeah yeah, i definitely do not think i appear as a guy who loves to read, but hey, seriously, i think reading is fun. Like what my Primary School teacher advised us, "To do well in English, you just have to read, read and read. There's no need for assessments" And to reinforce his point, i guess what he meant by read is to read books that are well.. full of vocabularly and good grammer usage. To all my guy buddies out there, i don't mean FHM or Maxim. ;)

Moving on, what's this book about? About the author's experience of being with his mentor. Apparently, his mentor was hit with some sort of muscle problem, yea u guessed it, it's a terminal illness. And in this novel, the author talks about what his mentor taught him about life before he slowly literally wither away.

This is a real story. But what makes it rather unbelievable is the way the author portrayed his mentor in this novel. In it, his mentor was able to live off his final months with a positive and optimistic mood. And his final days weren't like the normal days he had previously, it was full of suffering with his ability to walk etc. robbed.

*touchwood* Now just imagine, you're unable to move, to do the things u like, and have to be super dependent on others, and having to go through all this just to await for your death. The question is, are you able to be cheerful throughout it?

The man was. In fact, he claimed to be lucky. Perfectionists and pessimists will probably compare themselves to people who are above them, or rather , luckier than them. Yeap those who still get to live, do whatever they want etc. But little did they know, there are people who just had their life taken away by the means of bad accident etc. So before you start grumbling how you can't afford that "oh-mi-gosh! latest playstation console", think about those poor kids who can't afford that bottle of coke that u consume everyday.

Enough nagging. I seriously think i make a good nagger. And yea do post a comment or two, or maybe just tag at my shout box. Alwighty? aut before i go, i kinda like this question that the author's mentor asked. And perhaps you can think about it?

"What are we embarrased by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?"