Good friends are always there

This post is dedicated to my friends who are always there for me. I am very thankful for all of you who have always stand beside me, no matter where I am, no matter what I have done, no matter how I treated you. You were there when I was at my lowest point in life. You pull me back up and make sure that I stand strong on my feet this time. You always listen to my groundless complaints without complaints on your own. You waited patiently until I am done and point out the positives in my life. You forgave me when I almost went to the ball with someone else. You hold my hands during the TEE and patiently taught me how to solve all those complicated chemistry and applicable maths questions. You all welcome me with an open hand when I go back, and you re-arrange your schedule to accommodate me. Now, even though I am half the world away, you still hold my hands and keep encouraging me to live life to the fullest. Thank you for always being there for me. You all make me realise that good friends are always there........ Love you all....

Making new Hobby

Recently I was having a conversation with my youngest uncle about hobbies/interest. I was arguing that hobbies cannot be created, its either you like it or not. For example, if you don't like cooking, there is no way you can make cooking to be your hobby. However, my uncle disagreed with me. He said that hobbies can be created, you might not like it right now but you will later on. He believes as long as there is someone that you can talk to and arouse your interest in the subject, you have created new hobby for yourself. Using my cooking example, he said that if there is someone who likes and good at cooking, and if you befriend that person, sooner or later cooking can be your hobby too.
After thinking about it, I saw some truth in it. Therefore, I say it right now, never said impossible, because the word impossible is simply "I'm Possible." Go out and make new hobbies!!!

The Story of My World

Born in a privileged family, I have traveled far and beyond. Pursuing education in three different countries, with a maybe fourth lurking around the corner. Always pushed to the limit and sometimes even further make me a stronger. Obediently following every words and wishes of those I hold dear in my life, I have always thought that it is what best for me. But now, I realized that I have become a puppet, and I allow it to happen. It took me a trip to the other half of the world to realize this. Always following every wishes and every suggestions have made me lose my own dreams and passions. Going to the USA, pursuing a career in hospitality and the culinary arts, do I really want to this all or did I do it to please the people I love? I can't even tell it apart anymore. I have worked hard to please them all, in exchange for a shady promise of freedom, but all I get is heartache. No more of this. I am breaking free. For once I want to do what my heart told me, and I want to chase my own dreams not someone else's.