This semester has just by rather quickly. It's just a weekend more before the exams and I am glad (or rather the lack of it) that I am not prepared for it! Yet, as usual, I tend not to panic when the crisis seems great. The greater the crisis, the calmer I get. Thanks Uncle Sam and friends!
On another note, I guess I've finally figured the song that I'll hear when I am about to die. It sure has a very calming effect on me for some strange reason. Perhaps that will be the song that I will hear when the angle of death comes around to claim my soul. Well, never was mine to begin with.
I never really quite know what to write about today. Guess, it's just a filler post else people might think that I have gone inactive. Well, guess not. This is very typical of me- being extremely random. The fun part of it all is the spontaneity that one gets to enjoy. Most of the time, I am the one who enjoys it but people do get tagged along for the ride.
I have always experienced a great deal of freedom in my life. My parents never really did care where I go as long as I am safe. The keywords there are never really did care precisely because they know that I am fully capable of taking care of myself- others even. Sure they do worry but their faith in me supersedes all worries.
Guess not everyone is able to accept that for so many years in my life, I have lived a life of freedom. Before having any girlfriends, I used to keep laughing at my friends who have to constantly report to their girlfriends about their whereabouts. And I used to enjoy that a lot. But things in the past few years have been rather different. Now, I get to laugh at myself for losing that sense of freeness to do whatever I want, whenever I want. It's kinda like what a friend once told me, "I do what I like and I like what I do". God bless him and hopefully he passes the course.
I always get reminded of this joke whenever I think about this sort of thing (and I really think a lot about it). The only women how knows where her husband is every night is known as a widow. For those who did not catch that, THAT was the joke. Perhaps my sentence structuring or rather the complete lack of any proper structure contributed a lot to that.
Perhaps, what I have shared with some might help? If it was forgotten, this was what I have shared,
Flying a kite is a lot like how you are with people. You can't force someone to do something. It just like how you'd run trying to fly the kite- it never really goes up. And getting it to soar up high, there has to be some pulling and letting go.
But I guess that's not a very good measure since not a lot of people knows how to fly kites. I guess you can all take it in your strides. I'm not forcing down anything down your throat just thought that I could share something that my mind has randomly thought of.
And now I sound so formal =[
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