Love is like flying a kite. There are times when you need to learn how to release the string and pull back with the right pressure. When the kite-flyer pulls too hard, the string will become too taut and snap.

Why would the kite-flyer pull hard at the string?

Kite-flyer wants to possess the kite. The kite-flyer refuses to let go. The kite-flyer wanted the kite to be in his/her arms only.

But the kite belonged to the sky. The kite needs its own space, its own freedom. Yet, it feels safely close to the best friend – the kite flyer, safely tagged by the string to earth.

Only the kite flyer that understands the kite most can make the kite soar and display all the beautiful colors on it

-from anonymous

True aint it?
Been wanting to fly a kite for so long. Got the string but not the kite. I wanna get the big big ones haha.
That way when I fly it, everyone will see. Anybody wanna join me? At WCP one day...
The feeling of flying a kite, its just awesome. Just like throwing a boomerang =p

Time seems to be zooming past me like in an F1 race haha. Instead of hitching a ride, I feel like playing poker cards by the side. or maybe chinese chess hehe
Gotta study. who hasn't said that?
Expectations.


Sit back, enjoy~ =]

Cute aint it?
Remember when you were a kid. The world was your playground. Jump around without worries. (maybe worry that ur diapers get heavy haha)
I remember I love to climb to the highest places I can find. Above the biggest rocks, or up the highest slide.
As you get older, you get bigger, and feel as if the world is getting smaller. You start getting stuck in cubes.
(cubicle, classroom, office, car, bus, etc.)
Feeling trapped in a small place aint a good feeling, especially for a tall guy like me.
So I find the vast ocean more comforting =]



I wanna go out, see the world. It makes me realise that, we are actually very tiny in the world. If one day a tornado sucks me up in the sky, how many people's life would change? Not much compared to the billions of people who don't even know me.
I don't mind falling off a cliff high in the mountains or drowned by a huge wave. If its what I like to do then it doesn't matter. Maybe its the adrenaline rush, but when everything is silent, it all seems serene.

3star course was sweet, learnt alot. Great people, brain felt like a sponge haha. Learnt some diving too. Coaching next I guess. Even if you're aiming for the stars, but landed on the moon, why not do some zero-G backflips or sumthin to celebrate the moment =]

A successful man is one who wakes up in the morning, goes to bed at night, and does what he likes in between.