Well, it's the festive season of Christmas this week and other than the serious plunge in blood pressure which left me nauseous and dizzy, I had quite a pleasant day with family and friends. The only thing lacking is a nice bottle of champagne or wine. I ordered a cookie and cream log cake from Angie The Choice - my all time childhood favourite confectionery selling one of the best cakes with fresh ingredients and fresh cream. My family had dinner at Jack's Place and although it cost a bomb, the food was awesome and the service  was better than I had expected.
Oh no, school is starting and a new year is starting soon. 2009 had been a messy year of unplanned surprises, sadness, joy and experience. Right now, I do believe that my life is 30% similar to the plot of Korean drama. I am so caught in some entanglements that sometimes I do wonder whether I am thinking seriously...too MUCH for my own good. But I guess such drama will subside soon and my life will just be a plain boring tale to be retold.
I have been muti-reading few good books at one time during this short break. And I am damn happy that "The Desiderata of Happiness" by Max Ehrmann which I ordered through Amazon arrived on the eve of Christmas. So this book of short poems has added to my list of books which include:
- Andrew Matthews, Follow Your Heart
 - Anthony Robbins, Awaken The Giant Within
 
Also, if I have the time during the next break, Allan Pease's book on communication and body language is a good read too.
I did some exercise lately and unfortunately, the weather was too cloudy in Dec to have my skin exposed to sunlight. I need sunlight or else my skin will be whiter than Edward Cullen..which is so OMG!
Other than running/jogging, I find thrill in things with wheels like blading, cycling or even skating! Is like after not exercising for so long, my body just feel hyper good from endorphin, sweating and heart pumping. Sadly, my dad secretly gave away my Raleigh bike (which I am kinda pissed) and forbids me from getting even a budgeted Alleoca bicycle due to space constraints.
Let me do my work each day;  
 and if the darkened hours  
 of despair overcome me, may  I 
 not forget the strength  
 that comforted me in the  
 desolation of other  times.
 May I still remember the bright 
 hours that found me walking  
 over the silent hills of my  
 childhood, or dreaming on  the 
 margin of a quiet river,  
 when a light glowed within  me, 
 and I promised my early God  
 to have courage amid the  
 tempests of the changing  years.
 Spare me from bitterness  
 and from the sharp passions  of 
 unguarded moments. May  
 I not forget that poverty  and 
 riches are of the spirit.  
 Though the world knows me  not, 
 may my thoughts and actions  
 be such as shall keep me  friendly 
 with myself.
 Lift up my eyes  
 from the earth, and let me  not 
 forget the uses of the  stars. 
 Forbid that I should judge  others 
 lest I condemn myself.  
 Let me not follow the clamor  of 
 the world, but walk calmly  
 in my path.
 Give me a few friends  
 who will love me for  what
  I am; and keep ever  burning 
 before my vagrant steps  
 the kindly light of  hope.
 And though age and infirmity 
 overtake me, and I come not within 
 sight of the castle of my  dreams, 
 teach me still to be  thankful 
 for life, and for time's  olden 
 memories that are good and  
 sweet; and may the evening's  
 twilight find me gentle  still. 
  














