sigh
hmmoz
its interesting to see the things in life that you've rejected before. like hardwork, and hardplay.
that's my kinda-sorta philosophy in life right now i guess. hardwork and hardplay. i used to be so hung up in the details, now i'm not so sure. like i want independance, but i also want refuge. i want a hand to hold not a leash. and i guess somewhere along the line i forgot that, cuz i'm famous for my about-turns and mood swings and not-ever-really-knowing what's going on in my lifeness.
this blogspace has been quiet. it's not good-quiet or bad-quiet, just introspective-quiet. the exams, the assignments, the learning to get over it, and the learning to deal with life. i can't believe the amount of overrated work that uni-life brings, but i also can't believe that it seems like a 1000 pound stress. one day i'll sit back and laugh at it all, but until then... my traditional refuge in the kitchen and in ben somehow has transformed into... a refuge in kitchen and ben? not in the traditional sense anymore tho.
i've learnt alot in the past 145 days. brisbane has opened my eyes and told me how naive i am, and also how strong i can be. it's like an extreme quarter-life crisis; applications, organisations, self-government and learning that double standards will always exist, but as long as you mesh your own double standards with the world's, everything comes out even. it's like durian, it's so strong and so sweet, no everyone can handle it.
it's been an interesting journey. i thank in particular that i'm blessed by people who love me, God who's patient, a world that's gentle sometimes, and a spring that's taught me that hope is eternal. a hope for a better future/life/grade/whatever, but also a hope for a hope.
salute justina!
its interesting to see the things in life that you've rejected before. like hardwork, and hardplay.
that's my kinda-sorta philosophy in life right now i guess. hardwork and hardplay. i used to be so hung up in the details, now i'm not so sure. like i want independance, but i also want refuge. i want a hand to hold not a leash. and i guess somewhere along the line i forgot that, cuz i'm famous for my about-turns and mood swings and not-ever-really-knowing what's going on in my lifeness.
this blogspace has been quiet. it's not good-quiet or bad-quiet, just introspective-quiet. the exams, the assignments, the learning to get over it, and the learning to deal with life. i can't believe the amount of overrated work that uni-life brings, but i also can't believe that it seems like a 1000 pound stress. one day i'll sit back and laugh at it all, but until then... my traditional refuge in the kitchen and in ben somehow has transformed into... a refuge in kitchen and ben? not in the traditional sense anymore tho.
i've learnt alot in the past 145 days. brisbane has opened my eyes and told me how naive i am, and also how strong i can be. it's like an extreme quarter-life crisis; applications, organisations, self-government and learning that double standards will always exist, but as long as you mesh your own double standards with the world's, everything comes out even. it's like durian, it's so strong and so sweet, no everyone can handle it.
it's been an interesting journey. i thank in particular that i'm blessed by people who love me, God who's patient, a world that's gentle sometimes, and a spring that's taught me that hope is eternal. a hope for a better future/life/grade/whatever, but also a hope for a hope.
salute justina!
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