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Monday, January 26, 2009

Who Am I Today?

"Who am I today?" I ask..
And I wonder if I even know.
I know the past has shaped me now,
Even though the past was long ago.

The little moments form a blur,
The times both happy and sad,
All the people I once knew,
And the things I used to have.

They all helped me to become
Where, what and who I am now,
Because everything has influenced me,
I'm not sure exactly how.

But I'm thankful for the memories,
Even of the people I've never really met,
For the people I miss, the people I love,
And even the people I'd like to forget.

For these memories have helped me grow,
They've made me calm, yet strong,
And now there's a story to my life,
That they've been writing all along.

So, thank you for the memories.
Without them, I don't know who I'd be -
Because somewhere among these memories
Are the things that define me.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

I am Me.

I need to have a motivation to be able to come up with something. I write when I am depressed, happy, excited, in love - in love? Hmmm. I wonder.
I remember that the last time I have written was in college. Three years ago. For my thesis. Hehe. Oh, no - last year for my resignation and then my application letter to another company. Hmmm... Oh, last Friday for my class content for my Korean students. I'm confused, Hehe.
I am writing something not related to work today. Something I haven't been able to do for a long time. Since this is my first blog, I think it's proper to talk about myself.
I am first and foremost a child of God that is being snactified each day. He guides me every day and I strive to do His will. I am a family-oriented person. I love my family and try to do the best for them. Problems abound but I always look at the bright side. I'd like to think that I'm strong and can face whatever trial that is to come. I cry a lot and it's my way of coping up, of moving on. I believe that all things work for good - that everything that happens has a lesson to give. I smile as mush as I cry. Simple things make me laugh. I laugh til my jaw and my stomache hurts.
This is how I know myself. Some may disagree while some may nod in agreement. What do you say?