Why.
Lately, a lot of whys came into my life. Why did you come here? Why did you study that? Why did you study abroad just to study that? Why don’t you study this (did they really expect me to go back and repeat everything?). All of a sudden, I forgot how to answer. Why did you work there? The salary is too low! There are a lot of viruses, sick people. Why didn’t u study master? All of a sudden, it just gets so tiring.
If this was my passion, why is that no longer excites me? Or was it just an illusion? For the whole 3 years of study, never did I waste one chance to participate in the community give-back programme. Did I do it for myself? I don’t think so. It never occurred in my mind that I did something just to earn more credits in my CV.
I remembered my friend once said “you only have two hands. You can’t close people mouths with those hands.You can only close your two ears” No matter what we do, there are always people who tried to separate us from ourselves, whether they did it purposely or not, because this world is too corrupt with greed and there is no time to help others. She is one of the kind that is immune towards this world and could act as vaccine for others.
Anyway, today is her birthday, and I miss her so much especially in times like these. Since I don’t have my own blog yet, I’ll just pour my writing here. (This is not Kent)















