So if it is the ego that makes us feel that things matter, if we were to ignore our ego completely nothing would matter anymore? Philosophers say that we feel/get angry because we are just feeding our ego, we get upset because of it too, and happy? Well, I haven't got to that section of the book yet.

Be Zen, calm, or anything that is synonymous to that, and nothing should bother us anymore. Nothing? Because nothing should matter?

I guess now I understand the famous Metallica song, Nothing Else Matters. Very clever indeed.

So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know

So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us, something new
Open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they say
never cared for games they play
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
and I know

So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No, nothing else matters

Good morning fans(do you really exist?) -- (owh i just heard two of them answered in my head) -- (they are real!),

I just want to tell you that last Sunday I bought a bunch of berry (I think) flowers from the Bangsar Market. The Chinese man (charming he was) who sold it to me said that the flower buds will bloom and they will be pretty. I was happy spot on. I mean, that would be a challenge to care for them and nourish them with water and love until they bloom. But sadly, I had to leave home for almost a week, and they were unattended just mere minutes after I bought them. I did leave them in a vase and put some water in it.

Yesterday I came home despaired, and was even more despaired when I see that they were dying! There was no water in the vase! Their thick stems probably had soaked everything within a day. And obviously they can't grow long roots to go in search for water. It was sad. I bought them to cheer me up but they failed me.

But, being the loving person that I am, I filled the vase with water last night and this morning I cut off the end of their stems so they can absorb water better. A few stalks are looking better already. And I am a happier person than last night.

Morale of story, flowers need water, air and love.

Love,

dA
-your shining star-

The mysteries of life. Instead of making new friends, I keep losing them. And I thought that I am already a naturally nice person.

Well, Ma doesn't seem to think so. Occasionally now and then she will ask me about some people who used to be close with me. "Hey, what happened to 'so and so'? He/she hasn't been around for a long time." And I'll say, "Oh, I don't think he/she wants to be my friend anymore." She'll raise an eyebrow and tell me that I should change my attitude. Something must be wrong if I keep chasing good friends away.

Well, a lot she doesn't know, right?

The truth is, I miss my friends. And I'm sure I wouldn't be welcomed to drop a line or two.