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interface II

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

the best things..

you know you miss my older entries

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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Living to live.

There lies a fine line between merely living (in the existential sense of it), and living to live (the effort in living right). Very often its blurred, and many people, sad to say, probably do not see that difference at all. We move along, wave after wave, societal forces pushing and moulding, our rational (but most of the time irrational) minds clashing and abrading the influx of normative statements which we are left to filter and fend in this world, this life, this existence.

It is weird, how we human beings, knowing well that we are flawed and imperfect, find it utterly hard to accept that struggles and tribulations are inevitable products in life. I am, of course, not suggesting that we live in misery, but the acceptance of the blemishes of life is sometimes the key in living to live. Then, we can always offer up each trial in thanksgiving and praise, and find meaning and I hope, joy, in this life.

Acceptance is a thing of the heart, but moving on is the greatest deed of all.

An existentialist can never find purpose in life, I suppose.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 10:25 AM

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