Can one man make a difference? There are days when I believe, and others when I have lost all faith.

Today will be another fulfillment of one of my many heart's desires. I will go out in the streets and reach out to the less privileged by doing soup kitchen. Somehow, I hope to touch their lives in my own humble way. I hope to make even a lil difference in their lives.

This is a gift I am giving myself. They say, "you give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give..." I have no idea how to give of myself. I don't think I am selfless enough to begin sharing that kind of love. So, for now, I think lil sacrifices will do. Like, staying under the radiant heat of the sun, sweating my underarm, burning my skin and yet still show a sincere smile.

Shh! I told you to be quiet! Even me. Who's still talking? Oh wait, that's me.

Am trying to be as calm as I can be. It's extremely difficult not to be affected. Because I am. Am trying real hard not to say a single thing about the way I am feeling now, but the more I try, the more I am threatened to explode. I will. Eventually, maybe.

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I hope people would stop accusing another for being this and that only because they are judging themselves. Not because this is what you will do in a certain sitch, it's also what I am going to do in a similar sitch. I am I... and you are you. There will never be a chance that I will ever be you or like you.

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Why until now these things are still such a big surprise to me?! Haven't I seen these all before? No, because I used to live in a bubble. And I'd prefer to stay in my bubble.

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Just guess which line is not from a movie...