Don't worry be happy.

I remember when I stand as a child, me and mum came to KL for the very first time of my lifetime, visiting my aunt back to 7 or 8 years ago. It was an eager moment at time I see KL reveled in luxury and frenzy with my own eyes after years of spending time in front of tv's screen knowing about it. KL with it's own cacophony of city traffic strangely was exciting. One day aunty brought us to a sanctuary store, which there contain an old man selling various types of stones and jades which I wasn't quite into it but mum in the other hand, was very much into it. I didn't know how was their conversation but turns out discovered that this old man is a fortune teller and she asked mum to show her palm. After a few mumbles this and that, mum in her amaze mode asked him "what do you think of my daughter?" and what happen next evoke intense memory of him even now, where I stand as an adult. He looked at me, staring deeply into my eyes with his subtle smile, it was a long quite before I flinched from him and he said "this girl is a hardcore thinker".

Not to say I believe in those fortune teller thingy but in that case, I couldn't agree more with him. I knew since I was a kid I have my own perspectives, I observed people and I think. Even now, I have this habit of randomly picked stranger I saw across the road, or sitting at the bus stop or eating at the mcD and imagined what would I do if I was him/her, where would I go after this, what would I say. Weird much? haha

For me personally, thinking is good, thinking grows sharp perspectives. But the only question is, would you rather to see glass through half full or half empty? Thinking is cue towards a better life yet, it somehow dangerously can twirl your mind and developed an absurd worry. Worry is helpful in terms of concern, solicitous etc, but the other half tells you, you've been thinking too much, twirling your mind with ping of thoughts and turns out you feeling intimidate by your own thoughts.

I believe there were days I've been thinking too much till I started to worry out of nowhere. It's a negative side of me that I never been proud off. But to know that there is always a tiny space where you can find forgiveness and learn to be a better you, you just have to convince yourself. So I stop being mean and forgive myself. Eventually (especially now) I learned to stop seeing glass through half empty. As far as I'm concern, I am still a happy person and I enjoy observing people. Like they said, life is too short to worry much. :)

Which one is you?

"nobody's perfect" or "nothing's perfect" or "perfection is boring" is a familiar quote in which have the capability of bringing it intense effect apart from very appeasing to us as human being. For so many centuries, we've been nurtured that human and perfection doesn't blend together in defense with simple acceptable reason; nothing is perfect. But does it actually brainwashed our mind that we should stop seeking for perfection and be grateful with one simplicity? Does it increase the clarity of the quotes we've been overwhelmed with? My answer is no. The fact that human nature themselves reluctant of seeing that nothing is flawless, is the reason why. Human nature is the key.

Let's make a brief representation of people and perfection with people when buying shoes, different people have different preferences. And we can observe three different type of them.

First, the one that well satisfied with a pair of comfortable shoes, despite of its' brand, either it is well known brand or not. Doesn't bother if it's a pair of moderate shoes as long as one comfortable with it. They chose security over perfection.

Second, the one that willing to spend extra time in a mall to search for a pair of perfect shoes and comfortable enough. Well known brand, attractive and edgy with gold quality genuine leather, of course with good cushioning just so it prevent sore feet, that when you put it onto yours you know it's the one you've been searching for. It takes extra time and extra cash, but worth buying indeed.

Third is a masochist type, willing to bear with soreness felt at their feet as long as the shoes are perfect in their eyes, with well known brand that one can held head high and walk with proud nudging everyone. The pain is pleasurable as long as one can be vain about how perfect the shoes are.

So which one is you? the type that well satisfied with what life have offered you? or the type that willing to make some sacrifice, chasing the perfection and at the same time it promising you the sense of secure? or the type that rummage for perfection eventhough you are well aware that it's gonna hurt you?