Even though I feel stressful living in this crowded environment sometimes, I am glad that I made the choice to come back to Asia.

Crazy drivers honking horns excessively, people smoking in front of me all the time, gutters filled with stinky smell, living in the moldy room with roaches crawling over...etc.

But at least there are something I like about this place, and I am thankful for it.

I love the companies I work in,  and colleagues and friends I met.
Though I am not saving a lot from what I make, but I think I am already more luckier than above the average.

I know I may not be back for at least three years in the near future, but it will surely be an unforgettable memory.

Without going through this kind of experience, I will probably still be that spoiled child who perilously close to have the notion that the world owes me all manner of good things.

What is true of the statement is that being able to live in Canada and being able to speak English and Japanese is a blessing which I was so ignorant to be aware of in the past.

Just like Will Rogers said: "We are all ignorant. We are just ignorant about different things."

To live in an incubator will develop an intellectual flabbiness that could be fatal to an individual and the complacency of the incurious will be a kind of death in life.

As for the life itself,  if  someday I am stuck like a ship becomes locked in the polar ice, don't give up. I shall be patient and remember to hold what I have. Circumstances will change and let me go on again.