(repost from friendster blog)

You are only a stranger if you choose to be.
You are lost if you don't try to find yourself.
You are broken if you don't allow others to help you be whole.
All in all,
Life is unfair...
Nobody's perfect...
All of us has a piece of dirt in the corner of our body.
This world has nothing to offer...
As the writer of Ecclesiates states it, "Meaningless, all is meaningles.."