There’s a stillness tonight/
maybe it’s the haze
"We must be our own before we can be another’s."
Interview at Ogilvy and Mather today;
but the luck is for next summer, I guess.
I’m sorry I tried too hard and am so hard on myself just because I don’t want to be not good enough
"The point is, not to resist the flow. You go up when you’re supposed to go up and down when you’re supposed to go down. When you’re supposed to go up, find the highest tower and climb to the top. When you’re supposed to go down, find the deepest well and go down to the bottom. When there’s no flow, stay still. If you resist the flow, everything dries up. If everything dries up, the world is darkness."
I feel like disappearing for awhile
Cut my hair today!!
Wanted it to be half the length but it turned out to be much shorter; make me feel like a secondary school girl now (and unsure if the feeling is good or bad)
/ glad that grandma is doing a lot better now; really really thankful.
Maybe today will be better
Still figuring out: Am I too hard on myself or not hard enough? Or hard on myself on the wrong things?¿
There is something nice about an upside down question mark ¿
Reminds me that it’s okay to be on the wrong side of things… Sometimes
"For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over again."
You are me, and I am you.
Isn’t it obvious that we “inter-are”?
You cultivate the flower in yourself,
so that I will be beautiful.
I transform the garbage in myself,
so that you will not have to suffer.
I support you;
you support me.
I am in this world to offer you peace;
you are in this world to bring me joy.
Thich Nhat Hanh, 1989
Image: Shiroki (Motoko Shiokawa) :) Viglowa Gallery HERE
Met some secondary school friends over the weekend and today. Council juniors at Simpang on Friday, Rach&Steph on Sunday and FangYing today.
/it’s been a long long time.
But it’s nice to know somethings hasn’t change, that we can still talk about the old times, gossip about the same old people, just like how we used to.
there is something comforting about picking up from where we last left off.
/Coming home, I see the old couple I used to always see in my JC days. In the past, they used to walk side-by-side but the old man fell down once and is now wheel-chair bound.. the wife pushes him along and they would go downstairs every night to feed the stray cats.
I have never seen them speaking to each other, but there is something so heartwarming and comforting to see them holding onto to each other.
/I need to start thinking of what do I want to do when I graduate.
i will not weep im not a wound
i will close the curtains i will not write about the rain
i will write myself out of this city i will write you away
i will write myself out of this place