Phoenix Reborn
Once again, I sit here in Coffee Bean & Tea Leaves, Shah Alam City Centre branch, smiling to myself and regaining confidence. Been a while since I actually felt this way: the confidence, the joy and the motivation to rise and fight. In fact, I’ve been sitting here since sometime this afternoon. Unless you’ve been following my blog and myself personally, you wouldn’t have a clear idea on who I am, how I think and behave. Nonetheless, life must go on.
All thanks to this song: the First Noel. I chose this particular clip out of the hundreds because of the sound quality. Try to appreciate both lyrics and melody, although you may not be Christian. It helps. 
I admit, my performance have not been optimal. I have been lacking in several quarters of my life. Hey, that’s what lack of motivation an friends can do to you. Guess I’m not “monk material”, eh? Huhu… Yeah, distraught and disappointed but now, ever more determined. I have to get myself the Xmas Carols mp3 dvd or cd. it would really make my day.
Anyway, among the causes: http://www.friendster.com!!! Going through friendships lost and forgotten… Huhu… A cruel way to state it, I know. Hey, wouldn’t you be disappointed to have someone in your account, whom you know but reality prevents you both to develop that friendship? Huhu.. I had my regrets for things I took for granted. Then only to know the value once you lost it. Typical human. I’d name ‘em but it would be too, urm…, personal…
Yesterday’s event was interesting: my friend, Maxwell, and I walked from Plaza Masalam to Plaza Alam Sentral in Shah Alam. We entered the Big Bookshop and there it was: Sherlock Holmes and Animorphs! You have no idea how much I loathed Sherlock Holmes until I loved it. The complete compilation costs RM30!!! And Animorph’s? It was introduced to me back in 1997 by a former classmate of mine: Timothy Wong. The books kept me preoccupied in my “Age of Solitude”. Back then, one book costed about RM16.99 I think. The books we found here are only RM3.99! Dang! hahaha…
I guess with sorrow, life sweetens slightly. I’m counting my blessings as we enter September. Somehow in my fear of my past haunting me, I fail to appreciate that, unlike my past, I have more friends than I can remember. Because of my past, I am who I am today. And with my past in ashed, I spread my wings to fly ever more higher.
For now, Tingkau signing out!
