someone’s dining room, some time between midnight and dawn. the room has a leftist, affluent feel. opens to an area lit dimly by a single bulb. Clarissa is sat at the dining table, typing away. a pen drops. Clarissa pauses; the pen has dropped too far below; noises associated with stretching after long periods of inactivity…
Tag: education
i’m trying to find the right words to say…
…but it’s gonna take me some time. the past month (and a week) has been a whirlwind of emotions (thankfully, more good than bad) but I really need to anchor myself before I can let my thoughts flow freely. hopefully these thoughts will be formed into words tomorrow (or Monday, latest) and I can really…
–39: “the year you were born marks only your entry into the world. other years where you prove your worth, they are the ones worth celebrating.”
went back to ACJC on Monday to collect my School Graduation Certificate (SGC) after my freshman medical check-up at NUS. my first reaction wasn’t one of happiness or relief, but rather… “two years of intensive torture-like study for a maroon folio with gold embossing. na beh.” true story. “The year you were born marks only…
–92: “blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.”
(image credits to citizen.tv) there might be some curiosity as to why I placed a ‘–92’ before the title of the post, which is almost always a quote. it’s something I will explain in a while so please bear with my banal ramblings. everything will make sense in the end. I was thinking about the…
“…I see myself at crossroads in my life, mapless, lacking bits of knowledge – then, the moon breaks through, lights up the path before me…”
(image credits to DC Infinite) hello there, my meagre space of the web, tucked away in the little corner behind all the issues that seem to ‘really matter’ these days (and by ‘issues’ I mean the who’s-who of what’s-that-world and the like). I seem to have neglected you throughout the month of April, and I…
“it’s much easier to not know things sometimes. things change and friends leave. and life doesn’t stop for anybody.”
(image credits to The Modern Nomad) so, I was on the bus on my way to work today when a particular song came up on shuffle, and it managed to evoke a multitude of feelings within my dark and dreary soul… (just kidding about the dark and dreary part)
“the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.”
(image credits to Peter Gowesky) 13th march, 2014: it’s been exactly ten days since I’ve received my ‘A’ Level results. ten days of wondering where I should go, what I should really immerse myself in for the rest of my life, and I’m regretting some of the choices I made two years ago.
“I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today.”
(image credits to Strike Iron) I have spent the better part of the past two weeks shaking in absolute fear, experiencing sleepless nights in a living nightmare, and crying my heart out over the littlest, most insignificant things, all because of the one thing that could spell out the end of my immediate future as…
“there is no plan. all is hazard. and the only thing that will preserve us is ourselves.”
(image credits to New Horizons Dorset) when I was younger, I always had strong faith in my future self to plan things out, and once I entered my first of two years of pre-university, I thought I had my life’s journey all planned out:
“whenever you feel like criticizing any one…just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”
(image credits to owner via link in clickable picture) no, I wasn’t feeling deep when I decided to write this post. something happened at work today that really made me think long and hard about how my academic journey has been so far, and the opportunities I’ve been beyond blessed to receive. let me start…
postcards from far away 