There are alot of stuff I wanna write about in this post.

I promise you this post won't be beyond your understanding =D

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Sometimes books are unrealistic.

The things the characters do, the way they behave is really impossible in today's society.

At least in Singapore, the things those characters do are quite impossible.

It's really funny how fathers can apologise to their sons right after yelling at them, how parents don't scold their children when they are expelled from school... the list goes on and on.

I guess that's why these books are under this category called 'fiction'. Its all fake, and sadly, in the real world, things are VERY different.

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Difficulties can be stepping stones or stumbling blocks.

Difficulties can motivate you to achieve greater things, but unfortunately, for alot of people, they are stumbled by difficulties.

It's really hard not to get stumbled. I admire people who still carry on despite all the setbacks, difficulties they face.

Those people who carry on despite the setbacks seem to have one thing in common: They have this desire, this passion to reach their mu biao, to accomplish what they set out to do.

if only we could have that passion...
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In the Life! section of today's Straits Times, there's this article about the people of Bhutan. Apparently, they are very happy people.

Do they have huge BMWs, the lastest gadgets, or the most high-tech computers? Nope. According to the article, Bhutan is a rather poor country, and most of the people there are farmers. And they're still happy.

It's funny that although we have more 'comforts' than those people, and technically we are 'richer' than most of them, I'm sure that they are much more happier than us.

The reason? Have you realised that the foundation of our 'happiness' is based on MATERIAL OBJECTS?

Someone said in his blog that 'Suddenly i feel like a 3 year old again. How fascinating the joys of materialism'. How very true.

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