my heart beats....

my heart beats....
as the wind blows i move in harmony, as the nature unravels i dance with beauty, as long as i am living my heart beats

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

postcrossing madness

I signed up for a postcrossing thingy, i fancy receiving letter with stamps all over the place. during my younger years, I have paid a $1 to something like intl youth services for international correspondence and gee i really did find some friends (two of them are now my FB friends and im still hoping to find the friend one but to no avail)

philately came in and i guess the interest is still within me. signing up for the postcrossing came in naturally and just revived a part of me (should i be singing jose mari's "i feel like seventeen again?"). i have linked up my two girls as well, so much excitement knowing our cards are travelling around the globe :)

Conquering my fear #101

finally, i conquered my fear capped with same courage streaks rooted from within. Twas amazing actually as i borrowed our tagline.

i was out to start my day with the thought of doing a cycle count somewhere the red dot but it was pushed out to make way for an outdoor activity for FW.

didn't i know the start of my afternoon was a cable ride, yeah right the dreaded cable ride which i have eluded for the past few years. to cut the story short, i didn't join the team with a drama, i was cool and pretentious but hey i made it. not sure if it was because of the drizzling effect made my ride a breeze or i was just in the mood to be out of my comfort zone - face your fear and conquer it :)

the rest of the afternoon was a mini-amazing race for the 5 teams and we ended up 2nd place. and did i forget to mention holding the scorpion on behalf of the team? i could imagine them gawking on my boldness....but did i reallywent overboard????

Friday, November 19, 2010

Res ipsa loquitor

There is a fine line between what is real and a make-believe, but patiently wait as the thing will speak for itself. Sigh!

No matter how I laid down my cards, there will still some sort of wishful thinking that somehow things will go the way I want it to be. Reverberating sigh!

At the end of the day, I am just wasting my time. No means of deductive reasoning can escape this unless I myself would continue to live in my make-believe world.