The Med or The Mad?: Belong

Friday, September 11, 2009

Belong

Despite my previous post, you know what?

I still miss feeling like I belong.

4 comments:

samantha said...: me too. sigh.; 3:06 AM
~*eley *~ said...: *hugs*
be strong.; 10:08 AM
Genova said...: u can come back for some charkoayteow. :); 5:51 PM
Zzzyun said...: thanks guys. :)
PS: i'll try to update soon..so busy..; 4:29 PM

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.: The V Monologues :.

I decided to hold my friends tightly in my heart, but loosely in my expectations of them, allowing them space to grow and to change - with or without me.
Work like you don't need the money, love like you've never been hurt, and dance like you do when nobody's watching.
The uncommon presensation of common diseases is still commoner than common presentation of uncommon diseases.
Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.
Medicine is the art of humouring the patient while Nature takes its course.
Aikido Quote: When an opponent comes forward, move in and greet him; if he wants to pull back, send him on his way.
Life IS a bed of roses.. You just have to survive the thorns to appreciate the flowers.
Good luck is often with the man that doesn't include it in his plans.
I think the purpose of life is to be useful, to be responsible, to be honorable, to be compassionate. It is, after all, to matter: to count, to stand for something, to have made some difference that you lived at all.
Fate is only someone's excuse to not take responsiblity for their actions, and their reasons to not make their own choices.
Learning experiences shape what we can become, but it is us who choose what we want to become.
Life may not be the party we hoped for but we might as well dance.