Lousy
I think I mis-treated the uncle... how could I have not thought of it?
In low spirits. Must think of a way to reverse the situation :(
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
From Within
"When life’s knocked us around. And our childhood myths reveal themselves to be just that. The truth feels like the biggest sucker-punch of them all: It’s not a spouse, or land, or a job, or money that brings us happiness. Those achievements, those relationships, can enhance our happiness, yes, but happiness has to start from within. Relying on any other equation can be lethal."
- The last word: He said he was leaving. She ignored him. The New York Times.
"When life’s knocked us around. And our childhood myths reveal themselves to be just that. The truth feels like the biggest sucker-punch of them all: It’s not a spouse, or land, or a job, or money that brings us happiness. Those achievements, those relationships, can enhance our happiness, yes, but happiness has to start from within. Relying on any other equation can be lethal."
- The last word: He said he was leaving. She ignored him. The New York Times.
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
No-no
I make really bad decisions whenever Im pestered by people... Especially before time of the month.
Here's a reminder to self: think before acting. ._. Dont be rash!! *douse the roaring flames with water*
Here's a reminder to self: think before acting. ._. Dont be rash!! *douse the roaring flames with water*
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
New Rights/Troubled Nights
Everyone thinks that it's cool. Yeah, why not?
Only that the remnants of it overwhelm me when I'm in the shower, and they follow me even as I'm lying down on the bed.
Chasing after good clinical and practical judgement. Figuring out ambiguous situations.Workingfor with two people who are VASTLY different in character and approach. (Admittedly, they are good.). No over-running. No poor/ugly documentation or carelessness in the action plan.
Eagerly trying to perform the above without ending up in a withering mess. I can hardly feel that I'm there yet.
Well, the best part about clinics is: I love them as much as I (ok, just marginally) dread them.
In the next few months, I must strive to be:
Everyone thinks that it's cool. Yeah, why not?
Only that the remnants of it overwhelm me when I'm in the shower, and they follow me even as I'm lying down on the bed.
Chasing after good clinical and practical judgement. Figuring out ambiguous situations.Working
Eagerly trying to perform the above without ending up in a withering mess. I can hardly feel that I'm there yet.
Well, the best part about clinics is: I love them as much as I (ok, just marginally) dread them.
In the next few months, I must strive to be:
- organised and logical
- constantly motivated to improve
- perhaps most importantly, the calmest in the midst of a storm ^^
*Pats self*
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Fresh-faced
Nothing beats waking up to find clear skin glowing at you :)
Nothing beats waking up to find clear skin glowing at you :)
Gone were the days when I shunned the mirror, or when I felt pain that radiated all the way from the face to.. the heart. It is now far from perfect, but it sure didn't come easy, and is certainly more than what I can wish for.
At least I can see myself better now...
Say cheers to fresh-looking skin!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Goldfish
It wasn't easy, talking to the students.
I started talking alot. And I knew I could go on and on. Forever. If they do not mind listening.
What came uncontrollably out of my mouth was my own hopes, dreams and aspirations. They are neither noble, nor impressive. But they were very (may I add, same) simple wishes and desires that I had hoped for back in final year, and also some that I still have deep inside.
Circumstances have changed. Hearts have somewhat hardened. Smiles, have frozen on our faces.
It often takes an outsider to see things clearly. I don't feel any larger than a goldfish looking out from a bowl. Swimming to the left, to the right, only to realise that I've been going around in circles, because that's the world that I find myself in now.
Just like today I was calling an external clinic for a carelessly written Dormicum + Arcoxia 60MG TDS Rx. The doctor wasn't available so I was told to call again in 5-10min. When I re-dialed the number, the clinic aunty shrieked into the phone, "We called back, but your colleague said you went downstairs!!! The Dr was waiting for you!! Now he left the clinic already!"
The days of endless FONs have taught me self-learnt self-defense: "I DID NOT GO DOWNSTAIRS. NO COLLEAGUE OF MINE WOULD HAVE SAID THAT." And I repeated that phrase steadily two times till she got the message.
Don't bloody accuse me of anything unless you've got your facts right first.
I seemed to have sidetracked by a far mile, but yes sadly people aren't just as helpful to one another as they should. Anything can still be a win-win situation even when you have your self-interests, only if you also look into the interests of others.
Just because that it is the norm, it is alright. It is not alright.
The students (or at least one of them) are inspired by the experience. The future that we help create for them, I wish, is one that they can develop in, and realise their own dreams in. I certainly would dread the day that they leave the profession disappointed, wondering why their preceptor had painted such a nice picture, a picture that had only existed in her own fictitious world.
Was she lying? Definitely she wasn't. She hasn't lost heart. Perhaps not at all. But she really needs some people to wake up soon.
It wasn't easy, talking to the students.
I started talking alot. And I knew I could go on and on. Forever. If they do not mind listening.
What came uncontrollably out of my mouth was my own hopes, dreams and aspirations. They are neither noble, nor impressive. But they were very (may I add, same) simple wishes and desires that I had hoped for back in final year, and also some that I still have deep inside.
Circumstances have changed. Hearts have somewhat hardened. Smiles, have frozen on our faces.
It often takes an outsider to see things clearly. I don't feel any larger than a goldfish looking out from a bowl. Swimming to the left, to the right, only to realise that I've been going around in circles, because that's the world that I find myself in now.
Just like today I was calling an external clinic for a carelessly written Dormicum + Arcoxia 60MG TDS Rx. The doctor wasn't available so I was told to call again in 5-10min. When I re-dialed the number, the clinic aunty shrieked into the phone, "We called back, but your colleague said you went downstairs!!! The Dr was waiting for you!! Now he left the clinic already!"
The days of endless FONs have taught me self-learnt self-defense: "I DID NOT GO DOWNSTAIRS. NO COLLEAGUE OF MINE WOULD HAVE SAID THAT." And I repeated that phrase steadily two times till she got the message.
Don't bloody accuse me of anything unless you've got your facts right first.
I seemed to have sidetracked by a far mile, but yes sadly people aren't just as helpful to one another as they should. Anything can still be a win-win situation even when you have your self-interests, only if you also look into the interests of others.
Just because that it is the norm, it is alright. It is not alright.
The students (or at least one of them) are inspired by the experience. The future that we help create for them, I wish, is one that they can develop in, and realise their own dreams in. I certainly would dread the day that they leave the profession disappointed, wondering why their preceptor had painted such a nice picture, a picture that had only existed in her own fictitious world.
Was she lying? Definitely she wasn't. She hasn't lost heart. Perhaps not at all. But she really needs some people to wake up soon.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
A Voice to Treasure and Hold
Ironically as it was, he was at peace at how he was living, accepting things as they were as he did not see the necessity of protesting, even if potential danger came his way. If ever things did not go his way, he would say that Luck just wasn't on his side. Fate would take charge, or so he said.
On his sixteenth birthday, the Heavens asked him to make a wish. As a mouth seemed to be the only thing he lacked, he wished one and was granted one!
Initially he used the mouth carefully, opening minimally only when there was nobody else around. The voice came out soft, hesitant but resounding in the silence. He toyed with the idea of opening it more often but wondered at the same time, the significance of it in the presence of others.
He tried it. The results were impressive. Realising that now he has a new voice, he began to practise talking-back very willfully too.
He found that the more he used his mouth, the more his brain stirred and his heart thumped. For the first time in his life, he could think and feel alot better now.Gradually but deliberately, he found more and more things not to his liking and he felt a need to comment. To him, every opportunity to use his mouth had to be grabbed. He did not want to let anyone, including himself, feel shortchanged in any way.
Fairness, frankness, fulfillment. Funny, when did he start to entertain such thoughts? When did he feel so compelled to be heavily involved in decision-making?
Of course with the little experience he had with his mouth coupled with his overzealousness, he more often than not, was more incoherent than others and had trouble conveying his ideas.Others, while amazed, did not take to his new change very nicely. It could be a pleasant sound,when the mouths were in unison; but it could sound pretty disastrous when the other mouths talked back.
"Hey, you used to be tongue-tied. Why aren you speaking so much now?"
The ones who disagreed with the boy, attempted to snatch his mouth away from him. Amidst the fighting, the boy lost hold of his mouth and it bounced to the hand of one of the bullies, the nastiest of them all, who took the chance to crush it before the boy could do anything.
The boy suddenly found himself speechless. His heart bursted angrily but silently, "How could you? Give me back!"
In his fury, he fought the bully to the ground. By the time he managed to grab it back, he found the mouth was slightly bruised and quivering. The voice that came out was whimpering.
The boy begged the Heavens for a new mouth. The heavens took pity on him but would not give him a new one. They did warn the boy to treasure it with care.
Patting his mouth sadly, the boy finally understood. Circumstances could be beyond his control, but the mouth was always in his hand all the time. If not mouths, amazing as they were, could also backfire on their owners.Voices were strong, as long as he reserved his for appropriate times, his would not fail him.
Slowly, his mouth recuperated, and the boy at last found his voice back. More subdued, but much deeper and stronger than before.
That year, he turned eighteen.
That year, he turned eighteen.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
The Window on my Left
Home. Stretching. Listening to music. Online clothes-eyeing.
The above may sound immensely boring, but to me, it's a very lovely way to spend a rainy Saturday afternoon. :)
I don't socialise, although it may not seem so on the surface. Innately rather boring and introverted, I prefer to just grace the occasion for a little while, and... take off again.
Perhaps just a few years ago, I would have liked my life to be more happening. Programmes every saturday night, outings every weekend night.. yada yada. Now I long for more personal time, with just a few people that I want to be with. Have also grown quieter in the recent 1-2 years.. a return to the pre-U years. With time trickling fast, all the more I don't want to waste time doing things that I don't want to do, spending time with people that I don't enjoy the company of.
This inevitably builds a smaller circle within the small one I already have haha which I know some people are already very disapproving of. Granted, if there were to be someone ready to sail through my everyday triumphs and woes with me and if I could do the same, yes I would give anything to let that happen... But really nobody owes me my happiness, and neither do I owe anyone as well. I'll continue enjoying my self-given freedom, so quit trying to dissuade me from falling into this very warped thinking ;p
可现在你看不见的高空里
可现在你看不见的高空里
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Familiarity breeds contempt
My personality has evolved (and I would say, many times over the years), but the core of me still stays the same. I don't wish to be understood all the time, but at the very least, I prefer to have my existence appreciated.
Attempted to reflect and rationalize all the thoughts while on the plane but the disappointment supersedes every rational thought that I could come out with.
It just didn't turn out the way I had wanted it to be.
原来得容易，失也易
I dare say I understand why it all became like that, but I don't think the sadness associated with the past week can be forgotten. And FYI, this is not about being emo. Like it or not, I'm just acknowledging the more serious side of me.
Stop victimizing myself because... I deserve better. And I would rather walk on alone, if that can bring me more inner peace.
My personality has evolved (and I would say, many times over the years), but the core of me still stays the same. I don't wish to be understood all the time, but at the very least, I prefer to have my existence appreciated.
Attempted to reflect and rationalize all the thoughts while on the plane but the disappointment supersedes every rational thought that I could come out with.
It just didn't turn out the way I had wanted it to be.
原来得容易，失也易
I dare say I understand why it all became like that, but I don't think the sadness associated with the past week can be forgotten. And FYI, this is not about being emo. Like it or not, I'm just acknowledging the more serious side of me.
Stop victimizing myself because... I deserve better. And I would rather walk on alone, if that can bring me more inner peace.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
"How are you today?"
A very random SMS out of nowhere during mid-day. The reply to my reply was "I'm feeling happy today!"
It reminded of some people that I haven't seen for ages. Due to various reasons, not really out of my own voluntary will.
I wondered too, if you are doing well these days. Maybe you, could have been given some good words of wisdom today, when I was fishing in the blind for my starting point. But pride.. and ...? struck me to a premature halt. That SMS was never sent out..
Perhaps self-motivation, is really what I can afford to have right now, if there's nothing else to fall back on. I hate to admit this, but I'm scared.
Friday, April 22, 2011
朋友，是真的分很多种的。
曾经交过的朋友很多，深交的却来得少。
青梅竹马，如今早已失去联络。或许他早已移民到别处，倘若有天我们重逢，他也未必记得我。印象深刻的是移民前曾到他家玩，伯母还讲故事让我们入睡，感觉蛮温馨的。希望你还过得好。
以前的我没主见，也很害怕得罪人。每当与朋友发生争执，选择退一步的总是我，只因为太怕失去。渐渐的，发现这是懦弱的。任由别人摆布，也是愚蠢的表现。如果朋友真的在乎，是不会刻意为难我的。
现在，我身边的人不多，但我却更珍惜。不能说是他们是经过精挑细选的 （我哪有那种权力？），但可以说是留下最真诚的。能经得起时间的考验与各种难题，就只有他们了。知己不可求，与爱情一样，缘分来了自然就明嘹。
我喜欢的歌 《人来人往》，也是我深信的一个道理。把一切当作理所当然是最可悲的。世界上没有永远，也没有永恒。但当彼此都付出，了解与珍惜，共度过的快乐时光还多着呢，你说对吗？:)
曾经交过的朋友很多，深交的却来得少。
青梅竹马，如今早已失去联络。或许他早已移民到别处，倘若有天我们重逢，他也未必记得我。印象深刻的是移民前曾到他家玩，伯母还讲故事让我们入睡，感觉蛮温馨的。希望你还过得好。
以前的我没主见，也很害怕得罪人。每当与朋友发生争执，选择退一步的总是我，只因为太怕失去。渐渐的，发现这是懦弱的。任由别人摆布，也是愚蠢的表现。如果朋友真的在乎，是不会刻意为难我的。
现在，我身边的人不多，但我却更珍惜。不能说是他们是经过精挑细选的 （我哪有那种权力？），但可以说是留下最真诚的。能经得起时间的考验与各种难题，就只有他们了。知己不可求，与爱情一样，缘分来了自然就明嘹。
我喜欢的歌 《人来人往》，也是我深信的一个道理。把一切当作理所当然是最可悲的。世界上没有永远，也没有永恒。但当彼此都付出，了解与珍惜，共度过的快乐时光还多着呢，你说对吗？:)
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sunday, April 03, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Twas a good holiday with the Acacians
(why did my hair dry so fast?)
We have managed the initially deemed impossible. Not without minor casualties, but not without smiles either.
As Xinyi says, "we really need to stop underestimating our holidays". When will we ever have a "proper luxurious holiday" in place of all the unplanned adventures we always land ourselves in? No more "荔枝" (leeches) please. Was. Very. Disgusted.
We were just 6km away from the Myanmar-Thailand border.. just the day before the earthquake of 6.8 magnitude erupted in Myanmar. At the time when the quake struck (8.55pm), we were having seafood along the beach. No cause for alarm as Hua Hin was 2.5hours to the south of Bangkok and nowhere near Chiang Rai, but was hoping that my mum would NOT have seen the news and gotten all worried.
I came back in 1 piece :)
Joys and wonders come in all shapes and colours. Like one of the classic Swee moments below:
XT: 我们要带 jacket, 因为晚上会有海风。
Swee: (immediately) 这里有海meh?
Note: we had just moved into a chalet that was mere metres away from the beach and the waves. -_- I fumbled over whether to laugh or cry, and instantly decided to note down this exchange in my phone.
Really enjoyed myself. Thank you to all for being part of my holidays :)
In the part of Thailand that we were in, we found ourselves very attracted to (or distracted by?) the many pairings of middle-aged ang-moh + random Thai girl (the dark-skinned, and non-plasticky types) that we met. Sometimes, the combination came along with a child that was undeniably from their heritage. To give them some credit, the "families" often looked happy enough.
Which brings me to the thought that. Perhaps when I become rich and mighty, I would buy a villa with a seafront view in this little coastal town, and get a 小老婆 to help 打理 the house so that I could invite friends over anytime. A cute big dog would be a bonus. (Why not a 小老公 you may ask? Well, I would think Thai guys have their pride. And I'm absolutely not interested in 包-ing a 小白.)
This kind of 社会现象 is very disturbing, and very saddening indeed. Likewise, we have our Singaporean and HK men getting mistresses up north too. (Guess Chinese men prefer the fair-skinned ladies as opposed to the SEA ones?). But then again, 你情我愿, I guess it's also hardly surprising that men tend to like to actualise their fantasies if they really feel so lonely inside.
From the looks of it, both SEA men and women need to buck up. Hahaha.
Will never feel lonely with these people around anyway. *Big smile*
(why did my hair dry so fast?)
We have managed the initially deemed impossible. Not without minor casualties, but not without smiles either.
As Xinyi says, "we really need to stop underestimating our holidays". When will we ever have a "proper luxurious holiday" in place of all the unplanned adventures we always land ourselves in? No more "荔枝" (leeches) please. Was. Very. Disgusted.
We were just 6km away from the Myanmar-Thailand border.. just the day before the earthquake of 6.8 magnitude erupted in Myanmar. At the time when the quake struck (8.55pm), we were having seafood along the beach. No cause for alarm as Hua Hin was 2.5hours to the south of Bangkok and nowhere near Chiang Rai, but was hoping that my mum would NOT have seen the news and gotten all worried.
I came back in 1 piece :)
Joys and wonders come in all shapes and colours. Like one of the classic Swee moments below:
XT: 我们要带 jacket, 因为晚上会有海风。
Swee: (immediately) 这里有海meh?
Note: we had just moved into a chalet that was mere metres away from the beach and the waves. -_- I fumbled over whether to laugh or cry, and instantly decided to note down this exchange in my phone.
Really enjoyed myself. Thank you to all for being part of my holidays :)
In the part of Thailand that we were in, we found ourselves very attracted to (or distracted by?) the many pairings of middle-aged ang-moh + random Thai girl (the dark-skinned, and non-plasticky types) that we met. Sometimes, the combination came along with a child that was undeniably from their heritage. To give them some credit, the "families" often looked happy enough.
Which brings me to the thought that. Perhaps when I become rich and mighty, I would buy a villa with a seafront view in this little coastal town, and get a 小老婆 to help 打理 the house so that I could invite friends over anytime. A cute big dog would be a bonus. (Why not a 小老公 you may ask? Well, I would think Thai guys have their pride. And I'm absolutely not interested in 包-ing a 小白.)
This kind of 社会现象 is very disturbing, and very saddening indeed. Likewise, we have our Singaporean and HK men getting mistresses up north too. (Guess Chinese men prefer the fair-skinned ladies as opposed to the SEA ones?). But then again, 你情我愿, I guess it's also hardly surprising that men tend to like to actualise their fantasies if they really feel so lonely inside.
From the looks of it, both SEA men and women need to buck up. Hahaha.
Will never feel lonely with these people around anyway. *Big smile*
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Left unspoken
I met you for lunch yesterday.
(Am running late for work doing this, but the thoughts are a whirlwind in my mind..)
Knowing that you would need to think of phrasing your words first before saying, I decided to err... cheekily ask you instead, to spare you from preparing to tell yet another person.
You asked, since you knew 2 weeks ago, why didn't you tell me?
I replied, I'd wait for you to tell me first. And then silently to myself, I said whenever you feel ready. And it's not like you will stay if I go around telling everyone. You have already made up your mind.
You smiled and said, that's a good habit. :)
I remembered the first time I saw you, you hardly looked up from your work. I thought, die. Why does she look like she doesn't care? What's going to happen to my next 9 months?
Now as I think back, I think... perhaps you weren't even awake then heh. First impressions, really don't count.
Thank you for listening to my silly ramblings.Thank you for always offering a different perspective to everything. Talking to you, is like taking a breath of fresh air.
Thank you also, for taking a special interest in my love life T_T.
We were never close, but yet I'd always felt very close to you at heart.
I am actually very sad to see you go, but I wish you all the best, and may you have as many kids as you want in the future soon to come :)
I met you for lunch yesterday.
(Am running late for work doing this, but the thoughts are a whirlwind in my mind..)
Knowing that you would need to think of phrasing your words first before saying, I decided to err... cheekily ask you instead, to spare you from preparing to tell yet another person.
You asked, since you knew 2 weeks ago, why didn't you tell me?
I replied, I'd wait for you to tell me first. And then silently to myself, I said whenever you feel ready. And it's not like you will stay if I go around telling everyone. You have already made up your mind.
You smiled and said, that's a good habit. :)
I remembered the first time I saw you, you hardly looked up from your work. I thought, die. Why does she look like she doesn't care? What's going to happen to my next 9 months?
Now as I think back, I think... perhaps you weren't even awake then heh. First impressions, really don't count.
Thank you for listening to my silly ramblings.Thank you for always offering a different perspective to everything. Talking to you, is like taking a breath of fresh air.
Thank you also, for taking a special interest in my love life T_T.
We were never close, but yet I'd always felt very close to you at heart.
I am actually very sad to see you go, but I wish you all the best, and may you have as many kids as you want in the future soon to come :)
Sunday, March 13, 2011
It was just last week that I said...
活着多好
Heart goes out to the victims of the quake and tsunami in Japan.
10000 lives gone just like that, and probably hundreds of thousands more left distressed.
人类原本就是那么渺小。
All other disputes and conflicts elsewhere seem valueless. So, why fight?
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Talk about something happy~
Happy birthday again to the twin cod-fish pisces :)
活着多好
Heart goes out to the victims of the quake and tsunami in Japan.
10000 lives gone just like that, and probably hundreds of thousands more left distressed.
人类原本就是那么渺小。
All other disputes and conflicts elsewhere seem valueless. So, why fight?
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Talk about something happy~
Happy birthday again to the twin cod-fish pisces :)
Sunday, March 06, 2011
突然好想
看《常在我心》.
其实一向来活着多好这首歌在我记忆中，是一首很 "sian" 的歌。
太过dramatic and emo = 我不喜欢。在 "Get a Life"里，我也很少听。
可是和《常在我心》拼在一起，就显然不同了。我改变了主意。
可能大家都不多喜欢谈“死”这个话题。
但我感到。。。活着多好。活着，就能拥有梦想。
看《常在我心》.
其实一向来活着多好这首歌在我记忆中，是一首很 "sian" 的歌。
太过dramatic and emo = 我不喜欢。在 "Get a Life"里，我也很少听。
可是和《常在我心》拼在一起，就显然不同了。我改变了主意。
可能大家都不多喜欢谈“死”这个话题。
但我感到。。。活着多好。活着，就能拥有梦想。
來好好給我活著 就似最初 仍然在呼吸都應該 要慶賀
(Get a Life 的版本更赞！)
Saturday, March 05, 2011
Rash-ness
Received a call from a fellow classmate from another institution a few days ago. Wasn't so much of a matter after clarification, but some unwarranted comments... left me rather shattered.
As much as I hate to admit it, I think work has the evil ability to brainwash a person. So much so that they don't behave like they did anymore. Not only did I felt like I was being ?interrogated the whole time, I also watched in dismay at the amazingly distorted image that we seem to portray to the external world.
How ignorant and self-absorbed work has shaped certain people to be. How work takes away innocence and kindness, and leaves people numbed and tired. How people like to undermine others' efforts, to bathe in their own superiority which they could not feel without hammering others down. I admire seriousness in work, but I appreciate generosity and humbleness more.
I quote a line off my purple "fabulous pharmacist" cup: "It's only a job."
Sincerely hope that people stay true to themselves, and not let circumstances erode their good traits away.
Mum cannot stop emphasizing that the fortune-teller's advice for me this year: be less rash and to be more tolerant of people that I cannot stand, for they may rise in importance regardless of how painfully rare the chance might be.
Perhaps I have grown to become a tad more short-tempered these days, but really, I'm no longer the meek girl in the past who never says no to anyone anymore.
If things are not right, I will speak my mind, and not allow sufferings for no reason. Nobody can poke their heads into our lives as they wish.
Heh sound so serious suddenly. But I also won't forget to see the lightness of things in trouble. Must always look for the silver lining.
After all, it's only a job. Luckily I never ever regretted my career choice :) I just hope that the others can feel the same too. Such a small circle, we should all realise that actually, we are all in this TOGETHER.
Received a call from a fellow classmate from another institution a few days ago. Wasn't so much of a matter after clarification, but some unwarranted comments... left me rather shattered.
As much as I hate to admit it, I think work has the evil ability to brainwash a person. So much so that they don't behave like they did anymore. Not only did I felt like I was being ?interrogated the whole time, I also watched in dismay at the amazingly distorted image that we seem to portray to the external world.
How ignorant and self-absorbed work has shaped certain people to be. How work takes away innocence and kindness, and leaves people numbed and tired. How people like to undermine others' efforts, to bathe in their own superiority which they could not feel without hammering others down. I admire seriousness in work, but I appreciate generosity and humbleness more.
I quote a line off my purple "fabulous pharmacist" cup: "It's only a job."
Sincerely hope that people stay true to themselves, and not let circumstances erode their good traits away.
Mum cannot stop emphasizing that the fortune-teller's advice for me this year: be less rash and to be more tolerant of people that I cannot stand, for they may rise in importance regardless of how painfully rare the chance might be.
Perhaps I have grown to become a tad more short-tempered these days, but really, I'm no longer the meek girl in the past who never says no to anyone anymore.
If things are not right, I will speak my mind, and not allow sufferings for no reason. Nobody can poke their heads into our lives as they wish.
Heh sound so serious suddenly. But I also won't forget to see the lightness of things in trouble. Must always look for the silver lining.
After all, it's only a job. Luckily I never ever regretted my career choice :) I just hope that the others can feel the same too. Such a small circle, we should all realise that actually, we are all in this TOGETHER.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
一个平凡人
Took the train to school like an ordinary student. Sat in lecture like an ordinary student. Doodled on the notes like an ordinary student. Struggled with dozing off like an ordinary student.
Only that the whole experience felt extra-ordinary. To me. It was an amazingly exciting ride. Such a druggie at heart, I couldn't stop feeling the trickling of exhilaration down the throat.
I wonder if I can deliver. I wonder if I can rise up to the occasion. I wonder if I can do anything without having to be babied through. I wonder if I can exceed what everyone, including myself, can do.
再平凡的人，能做的到吗。
再平凡的我，能看破一切吗。
Don't question me. Don't answer me.
Let's move on.
Took the train to school like an ordinary student. Sat in lecture like an ordinary student. Doodled on the notes like an ordinary student. Struggled with dozing off like an ordinary student.
Only that the whole experience felt extra-ordinary. To me. It was an amazingly exciting ride. Such a druggie at heart, I couldn't stop feeling the trickling of exhilaration down the throat.
I wonder if I can deliver. I wonder if I can rise up to the occasion. I wonder if I can do anything without having to be babied through. I wonder if I can exceed what everyone, including myself, can do.
再平凡的人，能做的到吗。
再平凡的我，能看破一切吗。
Don't question me. Don't answer me.
Let's move on.
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