today yvonne took johanna, tiffany, and i to visit joceline. after getting a nice, quick tour of her house, we just had a good time of just sitting and..talking.
what i've come to realize that more often than not, what brings me the most peace and comfort is just..chilling. you know, when you're around people you care about, you don't need to be doing anything special to really bring a smile to your face.
on the way back home, an old, familiar tune played on the radio and really made my day..
Sometimes in our lives we all have pain
We all have sorrow
But if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow
Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on
Please swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you don't let show
Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on
If there is a load you have to bear
That you can't carry
I'm right up the road
I'll share your load
If you just call me
So just call on me brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'd understand
We all need somebody to lean on
Lean on me when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
Till I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on
Lean on me…
so here it is, folks. the meaning of life according to jonathan mok:
life is all about love.
alright, so maybe that one little line won't get my name into philosophy textbooks, but it's true isn't it?
they say money can't buy you happiness, and they're right. when i'm old and wrinkly, i know i will look back on my life, and all of my happiest memories will be with the people i love, not with everytime i cashed in a hefty paycheck or received a big promotion.
alright i've run out of words to say about this topic already, so i guess it's time to go on to the next one..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ROOMMATE, PETER WANG!!
peter, i still remember the first time i really got to know you. it was at camp challenge, summer before senior year. it was one of the last nights of camp, and you were sleeping in the bottom bunk next to mine. i'm not sure if you remember this story as vividly as i do, because it was pretty traumatizing for me.
anyways, i got the bright idea to draw on you while you were sleeping. and it was all going well for the first few seconds, and then all of a sudden your eyelids shot back and your eyes glared back at me and you jumped up from the bed and was like "WHAT DO YOU WANT"?!?
i, being the impossible-to-scare manly man that i am, didn't flinch an inch and just stared back at you.
alright, just keeding. i gave a little yelp and leaped up onto my top bunk and hid under the covers in utter fear.
anyways, hope you have an awesome 20th birthday, and may God continue to mold you into the man he wants you to be.
..oh, "MATURE" man. forgot to add that.
(PS BIG THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME OUT AT 3:00 AM YESTERDAY FOR PETER'S BDAY THINGIE -- YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME!!)
