A kitten. White fur-not thick, with a few tiny brown-color spots on its neck. It looked dirty. Eyes narrowed as though it had just woke up from dream. Big reddish nose. Nostrils were so small, only be spotted when it inhaled. Hiding at a corner of a restaurant. It looked weak. Where is its Mom? Its front paws hid its face beneath. It’s weeping. Sorrow filled its air. Water splashed on it. It was frightened. Mischievous kid flung a kick to it. It meow-ed off with regret. Daddy’s girl screamed as she saw such ugly creature which then it got shoo-ed away by her dad with a stool. It has no choice but to leave with wet body, trembling.

A waiter. In an old restaurant. Spectacled. 30+ yr old. He is like normal man. But one of his hands is partly disabled. He has difficulty to bend his arm. His fingers are so small and crooked. They couldn’t move even an inch. They are rigid in their own sockets. But he managed to hold a small note book in that hand and the other copied down orders. He shouted at the bar for drinks. No, he shrieked. Like apple core had choked his throat.

An old Indian lady. Wearing sari. Walking at the road side. Limping. Having difficulty to lift her right leg. Sweating even though the weather was cold. Couldn’t stand the pain anymore. She slowly sat on her pathway. She lifted that leg to a more comfortable position. She was gasping. Both her hands massaging the right leg. It’s swollen. Red rashes all over it.

There are a lot of unlucky people around us. I ounce thought I’m the one and only unlucky creature in this world. I’ve failed my parents’ wishes. I failed all the scholarships I applied. I though with my magnificent result, I could easily get into famous colleges and universities. I was so naïve. Out there, thousands and hundreds of geniuses are too applying for these colleges. My ‘magnificent’ has become the ‘poorest’ compared to them. That’s why I failed all them. I thought I’m the best. I’ve got good result. A few 100% in my AddMaths. That makes me prouder. I started insulting those weaker. That was not me. Arghh.. until I see these scenes. I realize everyone has his/her own disability. And we should accept it and make use of it. God has wanted me to pursue F6 by failing all my applications. I dunno how to play basketball and football, but I play piano well. I love books and music, but all my friends favor in games, sports, and TV. I’m a failure in love and romance. However I’m willing to contribute myself and distribute my properties to the country and society. I want to be myself again-adapting to all my disabilities and most importantly, be humble.

Today’s my mom’s birthday. Happy birthday, Mommy!!

I dunno why.. Tonite is kinda long for me.. Tonite I miss her so much.. Shud I send her some msg? .. Nah, she's having exams these few weeks.. No good bothering.. Later.. These are all excuses.. I just won't admit myself a coward.. Tonite accompanied by musics.. I told bout my newly bought iPod that nite.. Not much talking done.. She is alwayz that cool.. keeping things from me.. She off9 then.. Upset.. I still have a lot of things to share with her.. Her sweet voice.. Her nice fragrance (still left on my tie..sniff..sniff..).. Her cute look ( I thought I met her today..But when i got close to 'her' ..It wasn't her.. a white-er version of her..LoL) .. I could never forget..Hush.. Remember the day we met..in a classroom.. the moment we start getting together.. But we hav never express our feelings to each other.. I was a coward..

The whole day spent in midvalley..I used to look around (and now I'm still..) for pretty girls.. But every girl I spot has a similar shadow or image of her beneath.. I just couldn't help it.. Like I alwayz shop for long-sleeves and my frens are annoyed with it already.. Sry bout that.. My type is always similar to her.. I noe my taste.. Kinda totally different from my other frenz.. Coz everyone is different and special.. So, guys stop laughing at my type...Grr..Never ever ever..

My Girl and I.. I watched that movie recently.. by lovely actors Cha Tae-hyun & Song Hye Kyo ..so sad..so romantic..the designer of the poster has succeeded to grieve me..the sky behind..i feel like wanna cry whenever i look into this love bird..so pity are they.. they say everyone has their own destiny..my granpa destiny is my grandma..my father's destiny is my mom..and i want my destiny to be YOU..pls..don't die..Live for the sake of me..we can make our world full of colors...she died then in their hugging..before he could finish his words..

That's how karma woorks..
You think everything is ser in your favour..
but life puts many curves in your path..
One small twist can bring an entirely different fate..

A day full of tireness. I’ve done nothing today in the office but I feel so sad so tired. Time seems crawling too slowly. Whole day raining. I recalled years back later. A question thrown by my blind relative. ‘How does rain fall? In thread? In drops?’ That question freezed me for a moment. ‘In drops.’ I said. She then kept quiet. Non-stop heavy rain today looks like I’ve to change my answer back then. Standing still in the middle of the street. I observed. No, I’m observing. Everything that passes by. Everything that caught my attention. Cars, busses, crowds, group of teen (wearing lala), love birda playing around with their fingers…. I observe everyone of them. But do they see me? They know my existence? Wind blowing.. I’m savouring my bread roll. Nobody seems notice me-alonely (cute) guy. They are in hurry with their business..or I shall say their life. Actually, why are we living? Why do we deserve to be a human? Why not plant, animal or insect? The answer is quite fascinating..or I shall say cruel. Life revolves around money. Today, money is everything. If you have everything but money, you are dead in this materialistic world. If you have money but others, you are the successor. Money is everything.....