SoNg: Unforgetable - Nat King Cole
MoOd: Undeserving
 
Nothing new really happened between the last entry and today. 
Got my midterm for ochem back and I did fine. Looking forward to the
IRC clubbing nite this Thursday. Demote myself as a volunteer at my job
because I don't think I could handle the pressure any longer. I feel such
disappointment in myself that I could not handle taking the money for 
something that I am not even that committed to. I'm more at peace and
that is ultimately what I wanted for myself. David was such a nice, 
kind-hearted golden person. He said that I should take it easy and come
in whenever I can and whenever I need the money, we can start this 
workstudy again. I felt like shit and felt like crying the whole time.
I don't deserve it. In fact I don't even deserve most of the things that
is good in my life. Great family, great job, great friends, great things
going for me. I don't deserve it one bit. 

Subject: When things in your life seem almost too much to handle

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments 
that take our breath away

There is no better time than right now to be happy.
Happiness is a journey, not a destination.

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered 
a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in 
front of him.




"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.

"Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his 
pocket and studied the coins in it.

"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.

"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied. The little boy again counted his coins.

"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The 
boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.

When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. 
There, placed neatly bes ide the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. 
You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to 
leave her a tip.

Putting Life In The Right Perpectives 
One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country
with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live. They spent a couple
 of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from the trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.

"Oh Yeah" said the son.

"So what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that
reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have 
imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches 
to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.
 We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow 
theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us; they have friends to protect them."

With this the boy's father was speechless. Then his son added, "Thanks Dad, for showing 
me how poor we are."

A Butterfly's Lesson 
One day, a small opening appeared in a cocoon; a man sat and watched for the butterfly 
for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole.

Then, it seems to stop making any progress.

It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could not go any further.

So the man decided to help the butterfly: he took a pair of scissors and opened the
cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.
But it had a withered body, it was tiny and shriveled wings.

The man continued to watch because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would 
open, enlarge and expand, to be able to support the butterfly's body, and become firm.

Neither happened!
In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a withered body
and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly. 

What the man, in his kindness and his goodwill did not understand was that the restricting 
cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening, were 
natural's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings, so that it 
would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon. 

Sometimes, struggles are exactly what we need in our life.

If we were allowed to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. 
We would not be as strong as we could have been. Never been able to fly.



I asked for Strength...
and I was given difficulties to make me strong.

I asked for Wisdom...
and I was given problems to solve.

I asked for prosperity...
and I was given a brain and brawn to work.

I asked for Courages..
and I was given obstacles to overcome.

I asked for Love...
and I was given troubled people to help.

I asked for Favors...
And I was given Opportunities. 

I received nothing I wanted...
But I received everything I needed."