My way of holding onto the things I love, the Things I am and the Things I never want to lose...

Saturday, June 28, 2008

How precious did that Grace appear...

Its been a tiring draining week for me. Everyday filled with something to do that never seems to finish, spilling over to the next day and the same thing happens. Rushing to finish my FYP before I go for reservist which is one big disruption to my FYP work schedule.

Ignoring the fact that I was falling sick, I continued to push myself to do finish off the revised review for Sebastian's website, attend the product launch and so on. I was sure looking forward to the weekends to relax and recharge and well things decided to go other ways. Even when signs of sickness was showing, I pressed on with dinner on friday as Christina was back in town and sort of for Charlene's birthday and the movie Wanted later on.

Had to go back to camp today and that totally ruined my plan to head over to the toy convention with Samantha, her sis and the rest. And to make matters worst, my nose decided that everything took its toil and finally couldn't hold the flu back. And I got all emo thinking why should I do all this when no one actually bothered to worry that Kenneth is breaking apart.

Well I could rather not type all this and post nice pictures of everything and act as if nothing happen but I guess what I want to share is something else for this blog post.

That sometimes we all need to "break down" to learn a lesson. I guess I have been fighting on with my own strength again and well I am still but a mere human. And feeling all emo about no one caring for me is just plain selfish on my part. I should be doing these things because I want to and not because I want something in return. And that I am no superman that needs no rest.

So my dear friends who happen to read this post, do remember not to push urselves too hard. Better to live and fight another day than to die trying I guess.

But at the end of it, I guess even when I have to fall to learn a lesson, I know that I can continue to pick myself up and try again. And thats what they call "Grace", not that I deserved it, but because it was given freely.


Somehow this rendition of the ever famous song seems to really help me reflect.

Okies, gonna wait a while long so I can take my second does of medicine and get some rest.

Cheers,
Kenneth.