Without sounding conceited, I think I'm a pretty nice person. That's not to say that I don't act like a jerk every now and then, because I know how difficult and mean I can be as well. But that's not the point of this entry.
People say to me "You're so nice". Because I'm not used to compliments, I kind of shy away and say "No, I'm not.", "Not really.", or just smile and remain silent.
If someone would ask me why I'm so nice, I'd like to say that it's because of all the other nice people in my life, who teach me how to be nice, give me their time, and shower me with unexpected love, care, and kindness.
One of the things I hope for is to pay that forward. To be that same nice, kind, caring, and loving person to others.
To all the nice people in my life. This is for you. I hope you know who you are. Thank you.
** Would just like to specially mention Clark, Sir Andrew Soh, Sir Carmelo Lopez, Kat, Bridge. **
Thursday, August 8, 2013
Friday, August 2, 2013
Keyed
Life is funny. I was having a good walk, inspired to write, but then something happened. It threw me off. This is not how this piece was supposed to start.
Let's try again.
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Life is funny. When you get caught up in tasks, worries, diversions, it passes you by. You forget where you are, where you've been, how you got here.
Around this time, last year, I was preparing to go to Glasgow. Didn't have an exact date, I just knew that I was going. Now, I'm here. I have a move-out date, but this time, I don't know where I'm going.
It's hard to believe a year has gone by. It is always worthwhile to step back and to take time to absorb everything that has happened. To remember.
You can't step in the same river twice. Nothing is ever the same.
Beginning and ending can be exciting, as well as difficult. But sometimes, it's the in-between that's the hardest. That's the part they skim through in movies. It's where they use the score to replace dialog and to show fast-forwarded events. In reality, you can't fast-forward through everyday life. There is no score that accompanies you. Instead, there is silence, which you must listen to, so that you can hear that inner voice. That child that we once were, and ultimately, still are. The one who is honest and unafraid to admit what he or she truly wants.
I've had several conversations with that child. And that brought me here.
Gradually encouraging that child to come out again.
"Come on buddy, let's go for a walk."
Let's try again.
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Life is funny. When you get caught up in tasks, worries, diversions, it passes you by. You forget where you are, where you've been, how you got here.
Around this time, last year, I was preparing to go to Glasgow. Didn't have an exact date, I just knew that I was going. Now, I'm here. I have a move-out date, but this time, I don't know where I'm going.
It's hard to believe a year has gone by. It is always worthwhile to step back and to take time to absorb everything that has happened. To remember.
You can't step in the same river twice. Nothing is ever the same.
Beginning and ending can be exciting, as well as difficult. But sometimes, it's the in-between that's the hardest. That's the part they skim through in movies. It's where they use the score to replace dialog and to show fast-forwarded events. In reality, you can't fast-forward through everyday life. There is no score that accompanies you. Instead, there is silence, which you must listen to, so that you can hear that inner voice. That child that we once were, and ultimately, still are. The one who is honest and unafraid to admit what he or she truly wants.
I've had several conversations with that child. And that brought me here.
Gradually encouraging that child to come out again.
"Come on buddy, let's go for a walk."
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