Personal

May 25

My Mom always says that what I want from life today will be different to what I’ll want in one, two years’ time. As one grows older, so does her view in life. While I don’t appreciate being told that I’m-still-a-kid-and-I-don’t-know-what-decision-I’m-making kind of thing, deep down I know it’s true.

While having a catch-up session with my Melbourne friends the other day, we talked a bit about relationship. Mind you, I haven’t had a relationship talk for quite a while. Like, two or three years ago I was talking a lot about relationship, and even to this day I still receive some emails from strangers asking me for advice. While I’m not sure if I’m adequate enough to give an advice to someone, I find myself realising this simple truth: My advices, and my take on relationship, over time, change.

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I wish you were here, but you're not here, you're there. And there doesn't know how lucky it is.
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May 22

Call it jetlag. It’s been a couple of days since being back home from a country from the other side of the world (read: Canada) and I have found myself waking up at 5am, 6am, and 7am. If this is a normal morning wake-up call for you, I have got to applaud you, dear morning creatures. I used to wake up at 9.

I love sleep. Almost more than anything, really. What makes it weird is that I clearly lack sleep during my holiday trip, and when I got back home I have stopped functioning at 11pm and by around 6am, my brain starts beeping uncontrollably, forcing me to kick the blanket. If seven hours of sleep is always enough for you, well, usually I need at least 10.

Yes, I call it jetlag.

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May 20

Really, I do.

No matter how many choices I’ve made – no matter how many wrong turns and right guesses, I still don’t know how to make one. If I don’t have to choose, I will have both options open – which will give me the liberty of having the best of both ends.

Alas, I can’t have my cake and eat it too.

In a week’s time I’m going have to choose if whether I want to take my Master’s degree. It’s starting in July, and I’ll be studying Publishing and Communication. But really, what if this degree is another education which burns tons of money that I would never need? What if this degree wouldn’t equip me with the dream job I need?

What if taking this Master’s turns out to be a wrong choice?

If it is, what’s the right choice then?

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May 19

I first heard those words in the movie The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. There, a famous photographer was waiting for a snow leopard to come out, up in the Himalayas. But when she did come out he just let the moment passed by. When Walter Mitty asked him why he didn’t take the picture, he said that if he really loved a moment, he didn’t take a photo of it. He just wanted to stay there in the moment. “Beautiful things don’t ask for attention,” he said. And it’s true.

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May 02

How do you find your passion? And when you finally discover it, how do you know for sure that it is your calling in life? If someone randomly walks to you and says, “You were born to do this,” would you believe them?

We know Roger Federer was born to play tennis. We also know Leonardo DiCaprio was born to act. We have not a single doubt that J.K. Rowling was born to be a writer.

What were you born to do?

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May 02

Most fresh graduates I know are determined to start their careers right. In fact, almost all fresh graduates I know have grandeur dreams on how awesome their first job will be as an adult.

Thing is, only one in a million graduates will find that awesome first job. The others will have to settle with ordinary.

As a little child, all we ever want to do is to grow up. Growing up, in a sense, holds the key to the freedom we will have on living the life we have always dreamed of, yet never being able to reach. Being an adult is our ticket to a life free from the boundaries of our parents’ rules – we will discover the world on our terms. And that first job – that first full-time job with awesome salary after graduation will start the pace of the rest of our lives.

Of course, this is such a wrong notion, but how many of those graduates secretly believe that their first job dictates the rest of their career path? Quite a number.

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May 02

It was the end of October on a Monday morning where I felt utterly lost and spent. All my university life I was planning my way out, thinking as soon as I threw away the student profession, I would be on my way to some grand adventures, on the path of success paved with gold, glitter, and bling.

It wasn’t, to say the least.

Like all the rest of Monday mornings, I woke up at 6.45am after trying to resist the temptation of snoozing the alarm once, and dragged my feet to take a shower and get ready for yet another day at work.

I had a full-time job, quite a well paid one in fact, and I was dragging myself to work.

That was not how I envisioned my first year of working life would look like.

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Apr 29

Ever since I discovered the haunting Hunger Games song by Taylor Swift last week, I have been infatuated with the trilogy all over again. It’s funny, because I didn’t fall in love with the series at the first sight.

In fact, reading my old reviews, I only give the books 3.5 rating. I remember being annoyed at Katniss for breaking down so many times throughout the second and third book, and how she couldn’t really decide between Peeta and Gale.

I guess, just like Finnick’s love for Annie, it creeps on me.

One particular part of the book that never leaves me is this: “You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.”

This.

Which gets me thinking: do we deserve love?

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Apr 27

My first viral post aired last week with an expectation of having ten likes on Facebook. In five days, it has garnered over 40k views, over 9k Facebook likes, and over 3k picture tweets. It has caused my blog’s database server to undergo a rollercoaster ride – going up and down frequently over the first two days due to an overload of traffic.

Looking back, I never knew what I wrote would strike a chord to so many people. I wrote this post as a thank you letter to my boyfriend who always walks me home every time we go out. It doesn’t matter if it’s late, or if he’s tired, he always refuses not to send me home. He always wants to make sure that I’m safe and sound, and he does this even though he lives quite far – traveling one hour plus back to his place using public transport.

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I don’t know what love is

It’s good being a morning person after all

I still suck at making choices

Beautiful things don’t ask for attention

“I simply believe.”

It’s not a matter of starting right

On being lost

We don’t deserve love

Five days of fame: Thoughts on ‘Date someone who walks you home’