28.2.03

Kiss Me, I'm Irish!

You are Irish
You are a Dubliner.


What's your Inner European?
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Random Thoughts

man... you know, you realize something when you're still at work after most everybody has left and you have a FREE ticket to a party for that day.

a li'l background:

anyway, the story is, i was with my brother last sunday in orchard
we were walking towards heeren for dinner after visiting a relative at mt. elizabeth's hospital.

you know how they always have this open area for promotions and events and stuff next to heeren?
these people were doing it there, and i got accosted by the emcee :P
long story short, i got "coerced" into participating in a game (blow a baloon and see whose pop first), lost, but got a free ticket anyway :P

24.2.03

The Verdict (Continued)

No late nights.

No watching movies until 6.00 a.m.

The only good thing is that you have a steady source of income.

No sitting in cafes sipping on a nice cuppa and enjoying the view.

No...

The Verdict

Ladies and gentlemen, the verdict is in: Working life officially SUCKS.

You don't have time to catch up with your friends, you don't have time to go out and enjoy yourself, you don't have time for you... In short, you don't have time to do shit!

I'm gonna stop now before I ramble on for another 30 pages.

Really.

I'm stopping now.

Right.

NOW.

That's it.

Stop it.

I said: STOP IT!

OK.

Starting from...

NOW!

Courage in the Face of Death

"Naught broken save this body, lost but breath;
Nothing to shake the laughing heart's long peace there
But only agony, and that has ending;
And the worst friend and enemy is but Death."

-- Unknown (taken from "Melt Down" a.k.a. "The Pegasus Forum", David Schofield)

Nice, huh? Found that in a book, and it's something that's got me thinking for a long time. It took me a while to realize the true meaning behind it, that it's about the courage to face death, and to accept it, with serenity, as a fact of life. As a man lives, so shall he one day die. Ashes to ashes, and all that.

Death is one of the things that people fear the most. The only other thing that people fear more is public speaking. (Ever heard someone say "I'd rather die than speak in front of all those people?"). When my grandparents died, they died with a smile on their lips. This is how I would want to die.

I've been following the news lately about Jessica Santillan, the 17-year-old Mexican-American who died recently because of a botched heart & lung transplant. It's really sad that such a bright young girl, who is so full of life has to die, with tubes sticking out of her frail body and (supposedly) one of the best team of doctors in the United States standing watch. Life's never fair, is it? But from what I can gather, she faced the possibility of dying calmly enough. She was scared, but she accepted it. If that's not courage, I don't know what is. After all, courage is not ignoring your fears, it is confronting it and facing it down. Accepting it, and embracing it. Now, that is true courage.

In Memoriam
Jessica Santillan
23 February 2003
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