From my last post, Hing replied “Why forget the past? Use the past to better the present…”

There is a misunderstanding because I do believe that the past is a major factor to who I am today. The thing is, you see, we can not control what we forget or what we do not. It’s a natural process. But the past belongs to the past and what we can grasp is now and the future that holds in front of us.

Life is filled with many unknowns, until then be ready.
Though surprises can be good sometimes… sometimes. hehe.

All living things have one thing in common; we all walk the road of life. Though the thing is, everyone have their own path - their own journey. Life consists with many factors but one thing is for sure, it always leave us with a little gift we like to call “the past.”

I have just ponder across a new resolution where my life stands only at this moment, right here and now. I too, have a thing called past. Within it fills memories of happiness yet also my shared of sadness. On somedays when the painful tears flashes back, my heart suffers as much as it had in the first place.

Today as I was cleaning, I ran through some things from my past. Old entries that had once broke my heart. I have already forgotten much of these sad events if I had not stumble upon my old diary - through time anything can be diminish. This is why right now, my life defines the present.

Is it one of God’s gift of the capability to forget?

I have been to my church for six years and the first day merely seems like yesterday. There have been many wonderful experiences, meeting a bunch of awesome people, yet church and the people from church are not perfect also. Maturing a little too early, I had my share of gossips and rumors throughout the years but the amazing thing is, the really amazing thing is I have been gosssiped around from christians of all ages.

My best friend and I had always resented the church-borned teenagers, not so much because of their biased words and rumors, but more over their “innocent” for being born in church and having parents in church also. Somehow I was never capable to fit in with the other teens. Over the years, the distant only grew further apart.

The friendship between my best friend and I were formed with one similarity - We have always been ourselves. There were so many times when we had been disappointed as we watch our church friends acting innocent knowing very well all the things that they were guilty of. We just couldn’t comprehend all the acts and pretenders; We constantly ask ourselves, why can’t they just be themselves? Yet we have never accomplished an answer.

Now I know, now I know why. I don’t think any one of them intentionally try to pretend to be someone whom they were not. They laugh when there is something funny, they smile when they are happy, cry when they are sad, and praise God with all their heart. At least most of them. So how can I still accused them with false acts when there was none. I believe that the distant between the rest and I, were the secrets- their life outside the church. But who doesn’t have secrets? We all are just human after all.

To them, I am most likely “their” pretenders.

A must read!
Life Expectancy by Dean Koontz

I was really in love with the Honeymoon by James Patterson but Dean Koontz has swept the floor. Absolutely amazing. With all the sci-fi he always write, I never knew he could have also shared such a humour.

“Prepare to be enchanted.”