Ok, finally got around to changing the introduction text. But as you can see, I'm too sianz to write a proper one, so am going to blabber on in hopes that you will get an idea of what sort of person I am by guessing. Yeah, the format of this blog is crap. I haven't got around to fixing it. Later lah.. Much later...
I feel sorry. I feel a strange sort of regret. Regret often signifies a desire to go back and change things, perhaps for a different ending.
We can't be with people who make you smaller than yourself. We need strength in our lives, and we need people who give that to us. We need people who can hear what we say, even in our imperfect delivery. We need people who think the best of us, even when we sometimes struggle to see the beauty inside ourselves. We need people to change with us, not to change for.
We need people who will lift us up to greater heights. Find those who make you into a person you love.
