Friday, July 4, 2008

What keeps your adrenaline pumping

Just watched Wanted.

Angelina Jolie is hawt. haha okae thats an understatement, still in awe of her beauty... but yeah the main thing is my heart was in my mouth for quite a few(many) scenes so its the kinda movie that you have to watch in a cinema.

But more that that, I like the last part. haha the part when he said "what the **** have you done lately". Oh man. Imagine a routined life as an accountant or whatever... sitting at the same desk everyday, gosh i'm thinking of my past work experiences. Cant imagine doing that for the next half of my life.

In my last post, I said the worst, is if my heart aint feeling anything, cos if thats the case there is nothing to write? but its not just I have nth to write anymore. I realise its --- I have nth to motivate me to live a meaningful life! Its like I'm living for a mundane life...so if theres nothing you feel passionate about, get a life. haha

I guess thats why deep down in every human (no matter how shallow), there is a longing to know if there is more to life than just this. What is the purpose of my existence. How to know what is the purpose of an object? You got to ask its maker.

The purpose of a thing determines its potential.
The potential of a thing, reveals its purpose.
Where purpose is not known, abuse is inevitable.


Like what I always tell myself, living a life according to its purpose will give only the greatest fulfillment. And the joy that comes out of that fulfillment is so overwhelming, your adrenaline is pumping and you think everything else you sacrificed is worth it.

I have come to terms with accepting that where I am now, allows me to relate to a group of people that needs me to be where I am. I am able to understand their desires, their hurts, their setbacks and disappointments because i've been there, done that. And I want to be someone else's hope. To be the "my friend went through the same thing, but now she is doing so well" story.

Some people may think I'm making excuses for my failures, but no I'm not. Neither do I have to make excuses for my God.

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