As we grow, we learn. We learn that if we want to enjoy the rainbow, we've got to put up with the rain. Even then, we learn that a rainbow does not necessarily always appear after each and every rain. We learn that ugly caterpillars turn into beautiful butterflies, and that that innocent-looking plant is actually a vehement Fly Trap. We learn that a man's greatest battles are the ones he fights within himself. We learn that prosperity is a great teacher, but adversity is a greater one. We learn that the reason why we fall is so that we can learn to pick ourselves up. We learn that we must either find a way, or make one. We learn that man has never made any material more resilient than the human spirit.
AND we learn that we still have loads more to learn.
We learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken; probably more than once. The fall might even be worse than the previous. You'll break hearts too. Therefore, remember how it feels when yours gets broken and shattered.
There will be days when you wish the Earth would swallow you up. There will be nights when you dread the dawn of the next morning. There will be times when you raise your fists to the skies and rage blindly in helpless distress. There will be moments when you are so utterly lost and totally discouraged. There will be instances when you give your all, but are not reciprocated even the least.
You'll meet nice people. You'll make new friends. You'll fall in and out of love. You'll give and receive love. You'll dance through childhood, adolescence, youth, young adulthood, adulthood, and eventually, old age. You'll walk down the aisle. Someday. You'll gawk in silent awe at the little bundle of joy sleeping soundly in your arms. You'll derive indescribable and unmeasurable ecstasy from parenthood. You'll relish in the satisfaction and love in starting up a home and family of your own.
You'll grow. You'll make mistakes. You'll also learn in the process, along the way.
You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll get reminded of bad memories. You'll cry because time is passing too fast. You'll grieve because your heart hurts. You'll wonder why you did the things you did. You'll doubt whether the correct decision has been made. You'll regret things that you have done. You'll also regret things that you should have done. You'll be so very disappointed by people - even those whom you had loved, trusted, cared deeply for, and was willing to give up anything for. You'll eventually lose someone you love dearly. Very much.
So, find joy in everything; even the simplest things. And when you've found it, don't let it go so easily.
Share aplenty. Communicate openly. Apologize readily. Forgive sincerely. Forget quickly. Move on steadily. Bounce back resiliently.
Take too many pictures. Smile too much. Laugh too heartily. Love too truly with all your heart. Love like you've never been hurt before. Love others like you love yourself.
Life's too short to make all the mistakes life has to offer. Therefore, learn from everywhere. While you're at it, learn as much as you possibly can. Learn from mistakes - both yours and others'. It's okay to lose everything, even wealth or friends or pride or dignity; just don't lose your own moral values, integrity, and self-esteem. Do anything you want, as long as it's not against your conscience and morality.
Let go of the trivialities. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Exploit the negatives in life and extract something good from it. There is always a positive in every negative. Laugh at yourself. Muse at your own clumsiness and embarrassment. Poke fun at others. Play a harmless prank. Build a rapport.
Look on the bright side. Dwell in happiness. Soak in gratitude. Never forsake thankfulness and humility. Don't forget who you are and where you come from. Have a sound estimation of yourself. Have self-awareness. Eat the humble pie occasionally. Know where you stand always.
Don't lose yourself. Don't lose your inner child, your inner self. There's no need to fit in with the norm or go along with the crowd. Don't be easily influenced. Be daring. Be independent. Be yourself. Be real.
Be real to yourself. Be real to other people and everyone else.
Every sixty seconds you spend being upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Don't be afraid that life will end; be afraid that it has never truly began!
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I've been feeling vexed and troubled; praying and thinking hard for an instantaneous miracle and immediate solution to pop into my head. I can be quite impatient. Come to think of it, this is an understatement. I've always hated waiting and dilly-dallying. I always want INSTANT; almost to a fault.
One thing I like about blogs is the archives. It is like a storage, second only to the brain. It's only human tendency to forget what we once thought/wrote/spoke. Browsing through some random entries, it almost seemed like the face behind some entries is another person.
I recalled some old lame jokes which I used to tell; I recall the embarrassing trip to the Gents back in NUS; I recalled my horrid Chinese and how I once called Stingrays as Flat Fish (扁鱼); I recalled my Periodic Table babies; I recalled the exotic Jim. These entries tickle my funny bone; but some other entries make me feel silly or childish. At times, I do feel tempted to delete off such entries, but I don't wish to remember only the good and not the bad.
I don't claim all credits for the above re-posted 'essay'. I read this off from somewhere which I've forgotten, and added in a fair lot of my own "comments" before re-posting it in my own blog here back in June 2008. At times like now, revisiting these old entries and finding encouragement in them; it's just... Wow.
True to the words, this year has been an adventure. Grace and her family left, I got so attached and still miss my ee-ya-ee-ya-oh occasionally even till today. I had LASIK. I sort of entered the workforce. I went up, and I came down hard. I had a very horrible 4 months; during which I could take it no longer and totally broke down in campus after lessons towards the end of the semester - a first and a once. Dr. A doubled up as a counselor that day.
I cried; I closed up; I bit. I fought a lot. Hurt, disappointed, felt rejected, not good enough, and angry. From all sources.
It was a horrible time. Everything was downright bad - both personal life and impersonal life. In one area, I had wanted to get out. The relationship felt as though it has been broken beyond repair. But an urge said to stay. Somehow, over time, things changed - which I hadn't thought possible; and most importantly, I changed too, I think. In ways more than one.
For one, I only knew something inside has changed that day when I shared my innermost thought and insecurity. I would have cried buckets; in fact, I expected it. But when it didn't come - albeit however horrible and sad I felt right there and then - I got worried; fretting whether have I gotten too used to circumstances that I've gone numb. It is only recently then I realized that a toddler cries whenever he's wants his milk, but a 5-year-old doesn't and shouldn't. People grow.
For now, I think I poke too much fun and play too many pranks. I think I smile too much and laugh too loud; though ungraceful as it might sound, but I'm enjoying every moment of it. For, who by worrying, would add a cubit to their stature? If I'm vexed and keep brainstorming of an instantaneous solution that is nowhere to be seen, the problems exist. If I'm laughing away, the same problems still exist.
For, be anxious for nothing, but in prayers and supplications.
AND we learn that we still have loads more to learn.
We learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken; probably more than once. The fall might even be worse than the previous. You'll break hearts too. Therefore, remember how it feels when yours gets broken and shattered.
There will be days when you wish the Earth would swallow you up. There will be nights when you dread the dawn of the next morning. There will be times when you raise your fists to the skies and rage blindly in helpless distress. There will be moments when you are so utterly lost and totally discouraged. There will be instances when you give your all, but are not reciprocated even the least.
You'll meet nice people. You'll make new friends. You'll fall in and out of love. You'll give and receive love. You'll dance through childhood, adolescence, youth, young adulthood, adulthood, and eventually, old age. You'll walk down the aisle. Someday. You'll gawk in silent awe at the little bundle of joy sleeping soundly in your arms. You'll derive indescribable and unmeasurable ecstasy from parenthood. You'll relish in the satisfaction and love in starting up a home and family of your own.
You'll grow. You'll make mistakes. You'll also learn in the process, along the way.
You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll get reminded of bad memories. You'll cry because time is passing too fast. You'll grieve because your heart hurts. You'll wonder why you did the things you did. You'll doubt whether the correct decision has been made. You'll regret things that you have done. You'll also regret things that you should have done. You'll be so very disappointed by people - even those whom you had loved, trusted, cared deeply for, and was willing to give up anything for. You'll eventually lose someone you love dearly. Very much.
So, find joy in everything; even the simplest things. And when you've found it, don't let it go so easily.
Share aplenty. Communicate openly. Apologize readily. Forgive sincerely. Forget quickly. Move on steadily. Bounce back resiliently.
Take too many pictures. Smile too much. Laugh too heartily. Love too truly with all your heart. Love like you've never been hurt before. Love others like you love yourself.
Life's too short to make all the mistakes life has to offer. Therefore, learn from everywhere. While you're at it, learn as much as you possibly can. Learn from mistakes - both yours and others'. It's okay to lose everything, even wealth or friends or pride or dignity; just don't lose your own moral values, integrity, and self-esteem. Do anything you want, as long as it's not against your conscience and morality.
Let go of the trivialities. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Exploit the negatives in life and extract something good from it. There is always a positive in every negative. Laugh at yourself. Muse at your own clumsiness and embarrassment. Poke fun at others. Play a harmless prank. Build a rapport.
Look on the bright side. Dwell in happiness. Soak in gratitude. Never forsake thankfulness and humility. Don't forget who you are and where you come from. Have a sound estimation of yourself. Have self-awareness. Eat the humble pie occasionally. Know where you stand always.
Don't lose yourself. Don't lose your inner child, your inner self. There's no need to fit in with the norm or go along with the crowd. Don't be easily influenced. Be daring. Be independent. Be yourself. Be real.
Be real to yourself. Be real to other people and everyone else.
Every sixty seconds you spend being upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Don't be afraid that life will end; be afraid that it has never truly began!
____________________________________________________________
I've been feeling vexed and troubled; praying and thinking hard for an instantaneous miracle and immediate solution to pop into my head. I can be quite impatient. Come to think of it, this is an understatement. I've always hated waiting and dilly-dallying. I always want INSTANT; almost to a fault.
One thing I like about blogs is the archives. It is like a storage, second only to the brain. It's only human tendency to forget what we once thought/wrote/spoke. Browsing through some random entries, it almost seemed like the face behind some entries is another person.
I recalled some old lame jokes which I used to tell; I recall the embarrassing trip to the Gents back in NUS; I recalled my horrid Chinese and how I once called Stingrays as Flat Fish (扁鱼); I recalled my Periodic Table babies; I recalled the exotic Jim. These entries tickle my funny bone; but some other entries make me feel silly or childish. At times, I do feel tempted to delete off such entries, but I don't wish to remember only the good and not the bad.
I don't claim all credits for the above re-posted 'essay'. I read this off from somewhere which I've forgotten, and added in a fair lot of my own "comments" before re-posting it in my own blog here back in June 2008. At times like now, revisiting these old entries and finding encouragement in them; it's just... Wow.
True to the words, this year has been an adventure. Grace and her family left, I got so attached and still miss my ee-ya-ee-ya-oh occasionally even till today. I had LASIK. I sort of entered the workforce. I went up, and I came down hard. I had a very horrible 4 months; during which I could take it no longer and totally broke down in campus after lessons towards the end of the semester - a first and a once. Dr. A doubled up as a counselor that day.
I cried; I closed up; I bit. I fought a lot. Hurt, disappointed, felt rejected, not good enough, and angry. From all sources.
It was a horrible time. Everything was downright bad - both personal life and impersonal life. In one area, I had wanted to get out. The relationship felt as though it has been broken beyond repair. But an urge said to stay. Somehow, over time, things changed - which I hadn't thought possible; and most importantly, I changed too, I think. In ways more than one.
For one, I only knew something inside has changed that day when I shared my innermost thought and insecurity. I would have cried buckets; in fact, I expected it. But when it didn't come - albeit however horrible and sad I felt right there and then - I got worried; fretting whether have I gotten too used to circumstances that I've gone numb. It is only recently then I realized that a toddler cries whenever he's wants his milk, but a 5-year-old doesn't and shouldn't. People grow.
For now, I think I poke too much fun and play too many pranks. I think I smile too much and laugh too loud; though ungraceful as it might sound, but I'm enjoying every moment of it. For, who by worrying, would add a cubit to their stature? If I'm vexed and keep brainstorming of an instantaneous solution that is nowhere to be seen, the problems exist. If I'm laughing away, the same problems still exist.
For, be anxious for nothing, but in prayers and supplications.
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