"...so, we were just saying...?"
I just had a fabulous chat with one of my friends from NUS. I am still constantly amazed by how fast time passes, for friendships extend to 3 years and beyond already. We were talking about our friends (and ex-boy/girlfriends) getting married, having kids and blah blah. Goodness, we must be getting old really quickly. And I am only 22!
And lately, I have been questioning myself whether or not I am that dumb in general, but I thought I was pretty okay in my intellect - it is just a matter of whether people decide to listen to what I have to say, or they simply decide that it is not worth hearing my talk. After all, "talk is cheap", ain't it?
So many random thoughts have crossed my mind, and I wonder whether it is simply because I am suddenly forced to slow down, think and reflect on what I have been, am now, and want to be in future...or have I had a change of perception and my general view of human race? So many writings go into "That Pandora Box" of mine simply because if I discuss them out here, I will probably offend many others, and may possibly have a line of people waiting to raise arguments with me with matters to my writings - not like they read all of them, of course.
3 weeks of bummin' around did me good, and bad. Bad because I am not used to a slower, slacker-type pace of life...just waking up and waiting for things to happen, and when I am bored, the mind goes a little haywire. I tend to think too much, worry too much and belittle myself a little too many times. Good because I am finally slowing down to know what I want for myself, to think through my career path and to observe human behavior in general simply by chatting with more of my friends/people/strangers. Not to mention picking up inspirational books and reading them. Writing puts into perspective and sorts out those random thoughts, so everything makes sense - in a way - to me now as compared to the past.
Final conclusion. To solve what I deem as a slight problem, I only had to be the way I always am - independent, carefree, spunky and not givin' a shit about any others. Perhaps it is better to revert back to my self-centred past. So much for trying to put myself into others' shoes. Looks like being Ms Nice ain't gonna help, for now.
I just had a fabulous chat with one of my friends from NUS. I am still constantly amazed by how fast time passes, for friendships extend to 3 years and beyond already. We were talking about our friends (and ex-boy/girlfriends) getting married, having kids and blah blah. Goodness, we must be getting old really quickly. And I am only 22!
And lately, I have been questioning myself whether or not I am that dumb in general, but I thought I was pretty okay in my intellect - it is just a matter of whether people decide to listen to what I have to say, or they simply decide that it is not worth hearing my talk. After all, "talk is cheap", ain't it?
So many random thoughts have crossed my mind, and I wonder whether it is simply because I am suddenly forced to slow down, think and reflect on what I have been, am now, and want to be in future...or have I had a change of perception and my general view of human race? So many writings go into "That Pandora Box" of mine simply because if I discuss them out here, I will probably offend many others, and may possibly have a line of people waiting to raise arguments with me with matters to my writings - not like they read all of them, of course.
3 weeks of bummin' around did me good, and bad. Bad because I am not used to a slower, slacker-type pace of life...just waking up and waiting for things to happen, and when I am bored, the mind goes a little haywire. I tend to think too much, worry too much and belittle myself a little too many times. Good because I am finally slowing down to know what I want for myself, to think through my career path and to observe human behavior in general simply by chatting with more of my friends/people/strangers. Not to mention picking up inspirational books and reading them. Writing puts into perspective and sorts out those random thoughts, so everything makes sense - in a way - to me now as compared to the past.
Final conclusion. To solve what I deem as a slight problem, I only had to be the way I always am - independent, carefree, spunky and not givin' a shit about any others. Perhaps it is better to revert back to my self-centred past. So much for trying to put myself into others' shoes. Looks like being Ms Nice ain't gonna help, for now.