I've gotten so used to life throwing me fastballs that I've come to expect it. Every pitch is going to be a fastball, I say to myself. So I condition my mind and my body to react in the same way each time out, the way I've gotten used to reacting. Problem is, life likes to switch it up every once in a while. So when it pitches me a slider or a ( Read more... )

The thing about growing as a person is that it requires you to stretch yourself beyond your limits. You have to take a good, hard look at yourself and see where you've fallen short and where you need to improve, and then you have to make the commitment to be better. Because it's not going to be easy. It never is ( Read more... )

"See, that's the thing about love ( Read more... )

A lot of times I find myself thinking about how much simpler my life was in my youth. I miss that innocence, and even though there was a certain amount of stupidity, naiveté and folly back then, I think I was a lot happier overall. Maybe because when you're young you don't really have all that many problems, and the problems you do have aren't ( Read more... )

While I was working out at the gym this morning, one of the trainers made small talk with the guy beside me. "When's your new year?" he asked, an obvious reference to our Chinese lineage. They then talked about the different flavors of tikoy and what not, whereas I started thinking about the whole thing ( Read more... )

The thing about watching too many American sitcoms is that you start to believe that real life can be that way. Or should be that way. But the truth is that it couldn't be more different ( Read more... )

The thing about wearing your heart on your sleeve and putting all of your cards on the table is that they leave you more open and more vulnerable.

I hate it when cliches are true.

"I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you."That's how most apologies tend to start out, isn't it ( Read more... )

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As I drove home after meeting up with my high school classmates for a reunion last week, I cycled through my Ipod looking for a song to match my mood, hearing many but settling on none. I found that to be strangely appropriate, considering I couldn't put a finger on how I was feeling. I was a mess of emotions, all of these thoughts running through ( Read more... )