my life lessons…

I always wonder why is my life full of unhappiness, heartaches and ‘shit’. Yes, i refer all bad things as shit in short. but also thanks to all these shit, i learn my way through this life.

With regrets from the past; i learn to cherish the present.

With sorrows i feel, i learn to be happy with just lil things.

With unfairness that i witnessed, i learn to be contented.

With the bad times i have gone through, i learn to enjoy the good times.

With all the challanges i have faced, i learn to overcome them.

With the struggles i cant avoid, i learn to accept them.

In this complicated world, i learn to appreciate the simplicity.

With fears, i learn to conquere.

With angers, i learn to control my temper.

I learn from my mistakes and avoid making the same.

Life is too short, grudges and unhappiness will be waste of time.

Laugh when i can, apologize when i should, and time to let go of things i cant change.

Take chances, give everything and have no more regrets.

Always forgive but never forget.

Treasure the love ones i got and the memories i had.

Changes and things will still go wrong, but most imptly,

life still goes on…

Someone once told me this, “life is not measured by the amount of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away”.

Life isnt about the years you that you are living, but the moments that made your life worthwhile.

The joy of life like this…

I read this somewhere and i wish to share… esp for those who are in their darkest moment now…

‘I learn, as the years roll onward
And leave the past behind,
That much I had counted sorrow
But proves that God is kind:
That many a flower I had longed for
Had hidden a thorn of pain,
And many a rugged bypath
Led to fields of ripened grain.The clouds that cover the sunshine
They can not banish the sun;
And the earth shines out the brighter
When the weary rain is done.
We must stand in the deepest shadow
To see the clearest light;
And often through wrong’s own darkness
Comes the very strength of light.The sweetest rest is at even,
After a wearisome day,
When the heavy burden of labor
Has borne from our hearts away;
And those who have never known sorrow
Can not know the infinite peace
That falls on the troubled spirit
When it sees at least release.

We must live through the dreary winter
If we would value the spring;
And the woods must be cold and silent
Before the robins sing.
The flowers must be buried in darkness
Before they can bud and bloom,
And the sweetest, warmest sunshine
Comes after the storm and gloom.

- Unknown’

Lastly, rmb to smile, ppl