-Breathes-
That kind of makes me feel like I’ve been holding my breath for a week already, under water.
CTs are over, but that doesn’t mean As have come and gone (if only right! haha). I guess this ‘getting used to’ is harder than it seems as time passes by. I remember burning out quite a few times through this week, just stoning at patches of green and wondering what goes on in me when I eat a scoop of icecream (don’t ask)… I guess what I’m trying to say is that I could have behaved better, and practiced more self control, but I failed. To me, the grades won’t be a representation of my standard, they’re more like a representation of how much this amount of effort will bring me, so I can gauge how much more I have to put in to get my desired grade. Which I find extremely positive, for some reason, minusing the experience of burning out a couple of times. But oh well! It doesn’t mean that studying has to become a habit, neither does it have to be a burden. It can be enjoyable too, with the right mindset and diligence. I also don’t believe that it is overrated that hard work pays off, because it truly does. With a hint of luck, of course. (: So even if you don’t get the grade you desired, be thankful that you’ve got more time to improve, and make sure you do exactly that too. Jiayou everyone! (:
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You know, they say when you think back, memories flood into your mind uncontrollaby. They’re right, they do come flooding into your mind, but they missed out the fact that they also bang through the gates right to your pulsing heart. It’s also hard to hold up a sign, and cut off the running tape to evade a bad memory. It’s never something you can control – funny how something so intagible (or is it?) can be so overwhelming. Even though a part of you may wish it never happened/ or that it could turn out differently, another part of you cherishes it, always.
You may not know it (ever, and that I feel very apologetic for), you still mean every single bit to me like you did back then.
Every memory, and every story, however bitter sweet or deranged, has it’s place in a small heart, just like all the rest.
In my small heart.
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Are we born as a person, or are we really cradled to become the people who see as ourselves? The answer may be obvious at first, but that’s just only because you aren’t thinking hard enough. What about your subconscious mind, where has it led you to? If you can feel with your conscious mind, what makes you think you can’t with the unconscious? Who else can then say what is tangible but you yourself? It really isn’t that complicate, it’s just difficult to pin point exactly what’s real and what’s not because we commonly associate something that’s amplified in comparison to another to be more real, but what if we stopped all the comparisons, and just peeled off our skins and truly be embracing to feel, just feel and not let our biasness decide. What then is unreal? Nothing. Isn’t that the right way? How much then, is too much?
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I’m being general here, like how general transcription factors are completely different from specific transcription factors, because they’re well, general, and not specific (duh). Point brought across? …Good. I apologize for the spam on biology terms, they’ve kinda, should I say, ‘caught on’. -looks around to see weird stares-
So anyway. . . .
I thought about it.
I thought hard about it.
Very hard.
But I felt even more.
…
And so,
despite how everyone says love will die, or love will fade or bla bla bla,
I disagree.
I do believe that if love ever does fade, or disintegrate into nothing,
then,
it is not love, it was never love, won’t ever be, forever,
and why can’t love fade? You ask?
Because love is not an emotion, simple as that.
I’ve never stopped loving,
not once, and
I don’t plan to ever,
and even if I ‘loved you back then’, the truth is that I still love you right at this very instant.
The variable or the difference is just how much…
and this might be all too cliche for the general public, too strange, too personal
but at least I know it’s true
but I’d like to know if this is wrong in anyway?
And I’m talking about this in a general way, of people that I love in my life.
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Went for learning journey today which was at Sinema, which is near to Dhoby. Was quite happy to realize that the long row of steps next to the condo near Plaza Singup which I once thought led to no where actually led to the place! What a discovery ^^. I know a good route there now too! Arty Farty things also made my day, it’s always cool to live in the atmosphere. ‘The Carrot Cake Conversations’, was pretty inspiring in some ways, but a little too cliche at some points… I kind of wished they would only have locals on the show, but ah well. It was a good experience, could have been better. Mm.
I still haven’t gotten my fix of char kway teow RARRR!!! =(
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Going to spend more time with my Nainai from today onwards I promise.
Mm hmm!
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I’m having the entire of tomorrow OFF! That means I’ll be living in a different reality: No tuition, no work, complete access to my own personal space and fixes, so I’m kind of looking forward to it. I can visit my grandma again too. =) After tomorrow, everything will slowly revert back. Right now all I want to do is crawl into bed, …
before a short fix of harvest moon on my DS!!! ^^