Saw this in Lim peh's blog...Quite interesting...ok la, not as exciting as he puts it...Then on second thoughts, aren't personality tests all taking up a similar theme? It is about personal perception, aint it? A sterotypical self...What's so good abt that?
http://kevan.org/nohari?name=Jiajia
The title of the blog is the song i am currently listening to...kinda like its tempo...something of a mix between jazz and hm...the kind of atmosphere i like =)
Long since i have written anything...Well, so during this break from studying, i shall update on things...
My grandma is due for her operation on 9th march to remove her gall bladder...She is getting a bit nervous about it...Well, who wouldn't? Definitely hope she recovers speedily.
Life is becoming more and more hectic...Rather than taking time to complain about the spate of things which cant be changed, why not talk about its merits? The busier i get, it seems, the more i can learn to pritorise my life, to organise myself...personal management i would say...Yea, i like the challenge stress brings me, but provided i can find the confidence to deal with it...I am glad i am responding to stress positively and slowly getting accustomed to the buzz of uni life...Besides, studying is not about everything...My family is...Ha...but something i am scared of...that is, falling to my mechanistic self...Hope not...*fingers crossed*
Alright, got 4 tests to prepare for...and er, assignments due, lab...shall get back to work le.
May peace be with me, and with u =)
Who knows whither the clouds have fled?
In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake;
And the eyes forget the tears they have shed,
The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.
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James Russell LowellOur sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Percy Bysshe ShelleyI was searching for something on joy and sorrow...When the above caught my attention.
After a brief moment on crosstalks, my dramatic half got awaken...
The witty use of words, the amusement...i felt sparks emerge within me...On the urge to recite, to act, to amuse, to bring joy to all around me...As though some new breath of life has been bestowed upon me...
I dream of the stage, where i once took upon as my second home...Where my call was once to bring sparkles to the people on the floor...Oh...but, could this be nothing more than just a dream?
Ha...I guess, the above 2 quotes mirror what i feel...Perhaps, i could put this energy to better use...
Now, i have got a question "Where have all the bachelors gone?" (Nothing related to the above, no relations to me...it is...but a question...)
