Cinderella Story

In one way or another, we are shaped by the things we read. These are stuff that permeate your inner life and become part of what you believe. There are two books about a story of young girls that I love the most (so far) one is Anne Frank and the other one is about Adeline Mah… Chinese Cinderella.

When we think of difficulties, sometimes we tend to forget others are suffering way beyond what we could imagine. And we become selfish. Adeline Mah in her her story would give out her thoughts about her life and why I believe some of us are lucky to have this life that we could have missed and could have other life and entirely different future.

“How could everything remain so much the same when the person no longer with us?” - her grandparent died, the only person who believed and truly cared for her.

“I’ll just have to find my own way” - faced with difficulty

“Though I am really nothing, you make me believe I am special” - thoughts on her grandparent

“It thrilled me to be able to escape the horrors of my daily life in such a simple way” - away from others

“By wanting to have the things both ways and straddling the fence, was he aware that each compromise would chip away his integrity” - about her elder brother whom she thought would fight for her

“Don’t start without me” - nice moments with brothers and sister

“She is going to be different” - as told by grandparent

“You must never forget to dream. Try to do your best at all times. You have something priceless inside you which must not be wasted. I’ve always known that. You must prove them wrong” - as told by grandparent

“You have defied the odds and garnered triumph through your own efforts. Your future is limitless and I shall always be proud of you” - nana

Frog, Prince and Kiss

Lost in confusion. I didnt realize that it could end up just as simple as you would have read the message of this blog.

It started out when we met. We didn’t really see sparks flying up in the sky. Just that. We never really talk. We never trade secrets. Never friends.

But one day, fate decided to play trick on us. We were stuck in each others company. We play the part of people in the screen that matches the role we love and the role we could not have.

I saw it, as a hopeless romantic would have, as a magic moment of the day where life begins to reveal the madness of love.

I remember. We reverted back to our different lives. You played the part. I stayed the part. I waited.

I changed. I acted what may seem foolish to others. You acted which is less visible to others.

It leaves no permanent mark. No love, nothing.

People who believe in magic moment are lost in confusion. There’s nothing more to it than that. In fairy tales, the princesses kiss the frogs, the frogs became princes. In real life, the princesses kiss the princes, and the princesses turn into frogs.

(Italized, quoted by Paulo Coelho)

Men Are Just Happier People

A guy friend mailed me this message, maybe to lure me to believe that he was lucky he belonged to the fairer sex. What do you expect from such simple creatures?

Your last name stays put.
The garage is all yours.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can be President.
You can never be pregnant.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
You can wear NO shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky.
You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
Same work, more pay.
Wrinkles add character.
Graying hair adds attraction.
Wedding dress~$5000. Tux rental~$100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch ispractically expected.
New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
One mood all the time.
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks.
A five-day vacation requires only onesuitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
You almost never have strap problems in public.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
Everything on your face stays its original color.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You only have to shave your face and neck.
You can play with toys all your life.
Your belly usually hides your big hips.
One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons.
You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25minutes.
No wonder men are happier.

Send this to the women who can handle it
and to the men who will enjoy reading it.

By being the exact opposite of man, can be so rewarding.
I am glad I am a Girl

For Jen

(This is a tribute to my bestfriend Jen on her wedding day, Mar.03, 2007)

When Jenny first told me – note that I was told not asked! – that I was making a speech; I thought it was her way of getting back at me for anything I had ever done to her while growing up. At which point all of the warm fuzzy feelings I had about my friendship with Jen disappeared.

Now the only guideline I have been given regarding this speech is not to tarnish Jen’s angelic reputation. However, Jen and I have been close friends since grade school so this stumped me a little as I have so many anecdotes to draw from.

Now, I don’t want to break any rules, but I think that in the interest of watching Jen squirm I can definitely bend a few.

Perhaps you would expect me to say that she is something along the lines of amazing, intelligent, sexy, funny etc etc etc. But not one good adjective sprung to mind from the millions available.

She is rather re-nound for losing her temper with spectacular ginger ferocity. She is young, funny and headstrong… whose middle name is naughty… a deadly combination.

MOI – YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED………!

Seriously, Jen is unique – she is a perfect blend of beauty, wit and personality.

And for that let me quote the saying “A best fiend is like a four leaf clover: hard to find and lucky to have”. I am the four leaf clover in her life. And not the other way around.

Moi, this wedding speaks a lot of your personality that I have not discovered before:
Clearly you had an impeccable taste
That you could demonstrate the kind of commitment that she deserved. And
Most importantly, your hair and make-up knowledge is second to none which comforts me that Jen have finally landed a real man of her own.

So on that note before I get into any trouble…

As you sit side by side through this roller coaster of life, remember to scream from the peaks, hold hands through the dips, laugh through the loop-the-loops and enjoy every twist and turn for the ride is better because you share it together. May you live forever in love and may love live forever in you.