.barefoot.sensation.

There are 12 months in a year
52 weeks
and 365 days.

It takes a person 6 days to work
1 day to rest
8 hours to study or work per day
3 hours at least to half-clean your room
1 hour to enjoy a meal
1/2 hour to enjoy a shower
15 minutes to write a short e-mail
10 minutes to change your bed sheets
5 minutes to make list of things to do
1 minute to yawn
1 second to wish that your holiday is longer

And the time it takes to think of someone you like
.inifinite.
.365 days. 24 hrs. per day. 60 minutes an hr. and 60 seconds a minute.

Your brain can definitely be funny.

Life is certainly interesting. You don’t know what to expect and you certainly don’t know what’s going to happen. There are times when you’re suddenly hit with images that you have had in the past. It’s like an old reel of film being played in front of your eyes; sometimes with different versions - versions of how you wish your life could have been before.

Then there are times when you see others with things that make you realize how lucky you are. There are other lives that make you look back to what you have, of what you take for granted and realized how great a life you have. At the same time you realize how you are not as strong as you think you are because you don’t have certain strengths that others have. And you are just amazed as how beautiful people could be, despite what they lack of.

And then there are other images that make you realize how little you are in comparison to the Almighty. You realize that in the end you have no control of life. You don’t know how long you will have the luxury of life. You don’t know how much time you have to appreciate life to its fullest. And all you can do is to be humble and to again appreciate life.

A lot of times you feel like the whole world is against you and you have the worst possible life. You feel like life is unfair that you will never be able to get what you want. And you hear voices in your head that tells you how a pitiful creature you are. But then if you look around, you are always reminded that your life is actually beautiful. And then you suddenly realized that you are a fool for thinking the way you did and you realized that you should really cherish your life.

And life /is/ beautiful in many ways. You just have to open your eyes and embrace what you have

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But then again, that devil in you will always be there corrupting your mind body and soul; testing the strength out of every soul.

I see a rainbow yesterday
But too many storms have come and gone
leavin’ a trace of not good-given ray
Is it because my life is ten shades of gray
I pray all ten fade away
Seldom praise Him for the sunny days
And like His promise is true only my faith can undo
The many chances I blew to bring my life to anew
Clear blue and unconditional skies
Have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries my only hope is for the folk who can’t cope with such an endurin’ pain
it keeps ‘em in the pourin’ rain
Who’s to blame for shootin cain into your on vain what a shame
You shoot and aim for someone else’s brain
Then you claim the insane and name his day in time
For fallin’ prey to crime, I say the system
Got you victim to your own mind
Dreams are hopeless aspirations in hopes
Of comin’ true, believe in yourself
The rest is up to me and you
–Waterfalls

I kinda thought that I’d be better off by myself
I’ve never been so wrong before
You made it impossible for me to ever
Love somebody else
And now I don’t know what I left you for

See I thought that I could replace you
He can’t love me the way you do
‘Till now I never knew
Baby

Chorus:
I’m spoiled
By your love boy
No matter how I try to change my mind
What’s the point it’s just a waste of time
I’m spoiled by your touch boy
The love you give is just too hard to fight
Don’t want to live without you in my life
I’m spoiled

I tried to tell myself that I’d be over you in a week or two
But baby that was ’bout a year ago
I’ve never seen the word love so personified as I do with you
And that is why I just can’t let go, oh no

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And I would only be fooling myself if I tried to
Believe there’s room for someone else in my heart
There ain’t no way I’m getting over you
I don’t know what I’ve been trying to prove
I’m hopeless, helpless when it comes to you

–Joss Stone

"Can you make a mistake and miss your fate?"
– Carrie Bradshaw

Fate, what exactly it is? Do we actually have fate? Do you believe in fate?

Honestly, I don’t know. I do certainly believe in Karma. I partly believe that our lives have been laid out in such a way. But I also believe that we can shape our lives. And do you believe in fortune teller? Do you think, by knowing your future, you can do something to change it? Or is it already a fate and thus you can’t do anything to change it?

I was once told that I would suffer once I get to the working world. I was told that I am great in acaddemic life, but not exactly in the working world. I was told that I am not exactly good in dealing with hardships. And to be honest with you, since I heard that, I dreaded the day when I would fail miserably in the face of a hardship. Yet i know that such thinking is foolish and thus I prepare myself to whatever may face me in the future.

Discussions on future may never ends. But then, it’s hard not to think about it. It is unkown, thus it intrigues. If only we know what our future holds. If only we know what our fate will be…

if only we know what our fate will be, can we do something to change it?
… and can we make a mistake and miss our fate?

blogs deliver a different meaning to globalization. The past few months have been what I called "the attack of the blogs". People started to be introduced to the world of blogs through blogger, blogdrive, xanga, myspace,.. and now.. friendster. Suddenly the boundary of personal information, or any kind of information is broken down. The politicians disses each other through each of their own blogs, the authors find the true meaning of ‘freedom-of-writing’, and thousands and thousands of people started to lament their lives to thousands other people that they haven’t even known before. People started to find comfort in those comment-givers who they have never met before. Aaah.. the world of blog. A battelfield. A dreamworld. A solitude.

And so .barefoot.sensation. is born. Why? I have no idea. I guess to try this thing out. I don’t even keep my other so-called-journal in Multiply. And so far, I haven’t been really attentive to my other blog. But then.. this one looks interesting. So I should just waste our time creating one.

.barefoot.sensation. Your feet are probably one of the more protected part of your body. Most of the time they are covered by sandals or shoes, thus making the sole of your feet more sensitive than some other parts of your body. When you feel something with your barefoot, the sensation is usually unique and new, and sometimes magnified. And to a sense, the sensation is very honest. And so will the postings in this blog be. Just a simple, honest, emotion. Why here? Well, I guess there’s no better place to be narcissistic, and to talk about yourself endlessly than Friendster, which has provided the means to do that previously through the bulletin boards.

so.. I present you… .barefoot.sensations.