So this morning, I conducted my daily routine, having my dose of Peanut love, having my cup of warm milo & rushing to school as usual. Okay, not really the usual, I would say. Today's one of the unusual days. Beginning of school, University life. Having a taste of what one might say ' Uni's no joke'. I paid special attention to this very day; jolting down the slightest emotion/reaction/observation within my circumference. It's like reminicing the good old poly days, whereby 3 years flew by so fast, you kinda naturally forgot what the first day was actually like.
School wasn't as bad as I thought it'll be(aside from accidentally entering the male's washroom), I wasn't late for class and the peeps are kinda fun.
But definitely different, way different from poly life.
Why?
You'll see.
Come, take a closer look at my face, and you'll see two huge pimples staring right back at you. Even my mom reckoned the size of how huge it grew. She asked if it was stress? Well, maybe the adrenaline rush of meeting new people all over again, wondering if you're ever going to find mates with comparable frequency, textbooks that'll forever be out of stock, and claiming that you're clustrophobic (definitely not) just because the noisy Cafeteria annoys you.
I want to inject some fun moments into my daily grind. I just have to remind myself: I am a student, I can & I should. Well, at least, this time round I know what I'm aiming for.
Do I?
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- Sunshine Morning, Hello School
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a_1000words- August 31st, 2010
- You can't have everything in the world, can you?
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- a_1000words
- May 11th, 2010
Sometimes we can't have evrything in life; sometimes we fall.
Maybe God has given me too many joyous happenings, he wants me to sustain&continue to be that challenger that I was a few months back. I must admit, my life is at it's peak right now, & no way am I complaining that it's holidays & I'm feeling dead right bored. I mean, what's after this? University & then work my whole life out? I'm livin' the moment right now, still, I'm gna work hard, play hard, research hard, love hard. I'll keep today's experience with me, I will feel proud of myself that I have gone this far.
\Sometimes I think way too far, but geez, let me just focus on being a fresh20yearold./
Note to myself, Take negative happenings/ions seriously, I may never know when it'll happen to me, or when I'll go crazy. When it comes, at least I'm prepared for it, prepared to face the consequences, prepared to understand that the people I'll hurt most is not myself, but those around me.
For now, It's back to putting great enthusiam into my $7/hr job; no one's paying me for nothing.
- It's not too late, not for yourself.
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- a_1000words
- May 6th, 2010
accomplished
You'll only know how worthy someone really is, until he/she's gone. I'll be lying if I'd say I never spare a thought for you, how you've been all these while. I have had the most wonderful memories; both positive & negative but it wasn't the best that I've yet received, the plight that I'm in right now clearly stressed so. I guess time lapsed, disappearing acts & everything else were right, I am just glad that things turned out ironically as 'a blessing in disguise'. If you ever do read this, I am short of words, I'll make things simple & sweet since we'd never had a clean ending; thank you for all the memories, let's lead our lives as young growing individuals, without any negative interference, regret, revengefulness. If it was meant to be, it would have happened. We'll prolly meet in the streets, & then let's just say 'hi'. - 20yrs down from now.
I do hope you learn something; something that we both share in common; that is-
Stop asking yourself if it's real, believe, change & watch it happen. The problem has always been ourselves, & we were too way over-the-top to tell ourselves that; I'd wish & pray, you'll find someone to light that path for you; cause it's gonna be the most beautiful thing in the whole wide world. Take her to that bridge, & you'll experience a whole new meaning of 'feel'.
I wish you luck
- Look at the Stars, look how they shine for you.
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- a_1000words
- April 26th, 2010
loved
"There was once this girl. She looked at the night skies and laid herself down on the softest grass. She raised her right hand and pointed with her little finger, shooting at the stars, one by one.
" Mummy, Where do stars come from ? " She whispered.
" hehe silly, stars are magical icons that whenever a boy and a girl met or create something call love, A star is formed. Look at how many stars ther are in the skies !! "
The little girl then stood up suddenly brushing her hair off her face. She counted slowly.
"One, two, three, four. wait.. mummy. Whats that?! " she pointed at the moon.
" Thats the moon dear, " Isnt she beautiful?
A man approached the mother and her little daughter. " Daddy! "
♥
- Never Knew
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- a_1000words
- March 25th, 2010
Life is a B Movie:
it's stupid & it's strange,
its a directionless story, the dialogue is lame,
but in the 'he said she said' sometimes there's some poetry,
if you turn your back long enough and let it happen naturally.-Ani Difranco
- You're gna save me from Myself
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- March 24th, 2010
awake
Housekeeping much, has been filling my week.
Now that Jay's gone to Philippines for a 3 good weeks, I'll have to do mostly everything for myself, and this includes 'teenage-sitting' that lil' one. At times I really do feel like going out to chill with friends, but the thought of leaving him at home alone dawns me, & I know being outside half-heartedly just defeats the purpose of having an outing. Sometimes I do feel proud of myself having that slightest conscience to even spare so much thought for them, but sometimes I feel that there's more that i can do/ could have done.
So today is an epic day, i would say. My mom asked me how'd I learn to iron that fast, & I replied, France & Friends trained me; the feeling is good.
So, the cold war between me and dad subsided, I guess I was being childish as usual, the usual attitude I would give someone if things don't go the way I planned it to be, or if someone foolishly screams at me for not much of a reason. But, oh well, daddy has to have some authority right? Besides, I know/can see how hard they've worked all these years, it's about time I grow up, & start returning them back a favour.
The great advantage of living in a large family is that early lesson of life's essential unfairness. To me, family is like a social unit where the father is concerned with parking space, the children with outer space filled with cute little puppies and stupid soft toys & the mother with closet space, school uniforms and hand made powdered milk.
We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo and shoes, borrowing/stealing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.
Despite family quarrels leading to total bitterness unmatched by others, a pleasantness lies beneath the unpleasantness, based on the tactic of understanding that is not for us to keep, & that any limb you climb out on will eventually still be there for you to climb back on.
Here's a good one by Christina, enjoy x
- Everybody's Someone
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- a_1000words
- March 14th, 2010
“No one should be singled out for unfair treatment or unkind words because of their ethnic background or religious faith.” -George W. Bush
Working in the 3 hotels sure did broaden my horizons allowing me to be aware of how the society treats people of different race, ethnic & their unique backgrounds. Yes, the issue of how one of my superior indirectly insulted a cleaner's job through me just because I was helping out and not standing around like how men these days are behaving does not mean he has every right to. I have been hearing from the papers, news and even first hand from foreign workers complaining that they are not being treated well in Singapore's workforce, but now; I'm being patriotic and I am saying, respect the old uncles from my country, then I'll respect you. It not only this issue that made me feel this way; probably it's the accumulation of small flakes like this, that is making me feel pissy today.
On a second note, taxi drivers these days, gives very good friendly service.
A few weeks back - A very nice hip aunty, telling me to believe in lust, infactuation & love when it happens, & despite their uncontrollable barriers
2 weeks back- Met a middle aged taxi driver telling me to lie to my parents' about my application to local unis, and discreetly apply to overseas ones, & wam bam get accepted & fly.
Today- A damn hip Malay uncle (in a bumper like taxi, with a cigg in his hand smoking while driving) the first thing i asked when I entered was ' Is this taxi safe?' he laughed & our conversation went from career, Emirates, service industry and him telling me from first impression what I really could stream in, in future.We also speculated that the government may be the one whos' making Jack Neo's life like Tiger Woods'
The thing about taxi drivers is that most of them have seen what's going; the somehow get they get the latest updates on everything, & the odd jobs they constantly have increases their exposure further.
So, everythings' more like in a hiccuped proces so far, working for dad's biz, working for Ibis, sociallifesociallife, althought it's the holidays, 24hours still seems little.
I'll leave you with this, ( My #1 Fan)“I knew when I got into this race that it wouldn't be easy. Anything worth fighting for in life rarely is” - ♥
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- The sacred geometry of chance, The hidden law of probable outcome
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- a_1000words
- March 2nd, 2010
Here's a song to ease you, a really good one. Listen to the lyrics
- The Brightest Star
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- a_1000words
- March 2nd, 2010
confused
"We shouldn't be so afraid,
because most people really like this contact;
that you show you are vulnerable makes them free to be vulnerable.”
You run away from everything, you won't change. Your heart will certainly be wrung, wrong and possibly broken. If you think you're making sure that' you'll keep it intact, you must give it to no one, not even to an animal you find, so sweet. That animal that probably is the only thing that brings out the soft kind sided half of you. The one that you give no ignorance & unknowingly cuddles it to sleep. So, wrap up your heart and soul round with your famous hobbies and passion packaged with your selfishness, and then you'll get to avoid all the entanglements. Lock it up safe in a coffin of those selfishness, keep it untouched. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless- it will change. It will not be broken, & it will prolonged to become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
& some of us just continue to fight for somethings, we think are worth fighting for. x
