the architect of life.

england is out of the world cup... i am sad, it was devastating watching the match last night... although i do agree that england isn't up to the mark, but i still feel that they deserve the semifinal spot... anw, maybe the argentine referee was just still being loserish about the falklands war... oh well, that was was fought 20 years ago!!! maybe the memories are still there... it was also 20 years ago where the hand of god tore england apart...

i'm feeling like i'm over my prime, just like beckham, who isn't what he was 8 years ago... i do agree that we are all in a transit and it's quite a scary transit where the plane is about to leave and we do not know what gate to depart by... will i have an evergreen "career"? will i find back the passion and energy again? sometimes is just scary to live knowing that you do not want to be in the real world, and convincing yourself that the matrix isn't the place to be in... but thankfully, there's god, who's the architect of my life, providing me the unexpected paths and these unknown paths stimulate some vitality into my life... maybe it is only through him, that we can have the reassurance that our lives are not wasted... cuz sometimes, it's really meaningless to spend 30 years of your life doing the same expected routine everyday... perhaps one day, there will come a situation whereby it's possible for everyone to move in and out of their vocation freely as and when they want... until the day comes, i still trust in my architect...