die waiting....

wow.......im super busy nowadays......im racing with the time now..wait for me!!..left not much time for me to settle so many many things...... i have not enough time...not enough brain..not enough hand... not enough money....not enough many many things....who is going to sponsor me all this??? Someone told me "There is never enough time to do everything, but there is always enough time to do the most important thing.".....so....which one is the most important??? again...im lost!!! Help.... help!!! There is someone call natalie need your help here.......come on...

NEVER GIVE UP BUT CHEER UP....

No problem lasts forever. No matter how permanently fixed in the center of our lives it may seem, whatever we experience in this ever-changing life is sure to pass. Even pain.

Difficult situations often bring out qualities in us that otherwise might not have risen to the surface, such as courage, faith, and our need for one another. All of our experiences can help us to grow.

But we may need patience. Some wounds cannot be healed quickly. They must be given time.....

wait me there....

i decided to start blogging even though i have been went through quite a busy life few weeks ago..... there are a lot of unhappy things happened to me.....i almost cant get myself to have a deep breath......EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.... this is what i used to told myself or maybe you can i say I'm just dare not to face it....perhaps I am....i have so many thing need to handle..i wish i can handle it well...but end up with nothing........ a lot of thing i wanna express....but there is no one for me to do so....including her and him....i need a shoulder to lean against ....a hand to hold me... a candle to show me the way when im lost.....a pair of ears to listen to my words..... im lost... really lost......bring me home please...... i wish you are still waiting me there...

On Learning to Do Better

I walk down the street.

There is a hole.

I don't see it.
I fall in.
It isn't my fault.
It takes a very long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still a deep hole.
I pretend not to see it.
I fall in.
I pretend it's still not my fault.
It takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still the same deep hole.
I see it.
I fall in anyway.
It's a habit.
I get out quicker this time.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole.
I see it.
I walk around it.

I don't fall in.

I walk down a different street.