On my way home today, i was sitting in the train listening to my mp3s was trying very hard to listen to the lyrics of a Stef sun song. Suddenly, the guy who was seating next to me, his phone rang, n guess what? The ringtone was the exact same song!
What a coincidence...
Coincidences make me feel that, I was meant be there at that particular time.
I'm just fulfilling my role in the grand scheme of things...
When u meet someone coincidently at the most unexpected place, doesn't that give you a feeling of fate?
We might not know what happens in the future, but we could always make what happens now matter...
I found out that I'm under the 5 percentile mark for optimism when I did the paper administered test during psycho lect.
Am I not happy enough? but i always thought i was happy. I think it wasn't very accurate. hums.
So sick of the word Blog, the neva ending report tt doesn't seem to get done. APA sucks.
Listening to the interviews I did today kinda made me feel like going back to that time again.
I want the tsa tsa zu feeling... the, the elated feeling tt makes one smile, the quick beating heart, the cold sweat, the tingle in the tummy.
Of cos tt's prbly not possible anymore, unless...
all i get now is a tummy tt aches periodically...
Perhaps it's a physical manifestation of my psychological mind.
tsa tsa zu, tsa tsa zu, I quite like the phrase.
Everyday someone tells me something that changes my mind.
"You were just there... so near and yet so far... The urge so great, to finally reach out... yet I reached to feel nth... I grasped at air. Dejected."
Just had a very long run... Might have been the longest run in my life without stopping.
Running keeps my mind of things at that point of time, cos u're so busy feeling tired and you all you can think of is giving up.
I think it helped that i had a 'trainer' encouraging me by nagging, telling stories and even to the extent of deceiving me.
I think without the encouragement I would have given up.
Just like what I need now is the encouragement to move a step at a time.
And hopefully I'll be able to finish what i set out to do.
Laughing harder just to feel happier.
I went for a zuo bo lecture today... Listening to other's presentation but there was a particular one that was quite interesting.
Abolish Section 377 of the Penal Code, they say. (go, figure.)
They made quite a reasonable arguement for their cause. I bought it.
What say you?
Silly me and I thought it was the God of Love...
Deep inside, perhaps I know it's a done deal.
Maybe it would become a self-fulfilling prophesy.
I didn't really notice the subtleties.
It has changed.
I've been deceiving myself all along...
just to make myself feel abit better.
"
Mania, the combination of eros and ludus, is another secondary love style. Manic lovers lack the self confidence associated with eros and the emotional self-control associated with ludus; rather, this obsessive, jealous love style is characterized by self defeating emotions, desperate attempts to force affection from the beloved, and the inability to trust in and to enjoy any mutuality of feeling the beloved does display. the manic lover is eagar, even anxious, to fall in love. He or she begins immediately to imagine a future with the partner, wants to see the partner daily, tries to force the partner to show love and commitment, distrusts the partner's sincerity, and is extremely possessive" (Lee, cited in Berscheid, 2005, p. 329).
Well said.
Me: So how old are you?
Boy: 11
Me: How long have u been playing?
Boy: 6 years
Me: And who introduced you to the sport?
Boy: My mother.
Me: Oh, where's she now?
Boy: Past away.
Me: !!!
So much has happened over the past few weeks, with the final major event for co ending. The concert was alright. Somehow after a so long the excitement if there was any to begin with has died down. We have definately put in much effort. All the letters and emails and the calling has ceased. I would say it was a good experience. At least can tell myself that I have handled it before and survived. Now the prjects come in, pretty sick of it. Honestly speaking I'd rather do the letters and emails and calling. =.= I'd even take the cca pt wrk. Lack of steam, probably because I dun really like what I'm doing in the first place. Well well... there's no turning back now is there?
I'm glad I've said what I wanted to say. I'm relieved tt you're fine with it. You don't know how much burden it has lifted.
Home home on the range. I'm escaping again...
No trend story inspiration. *tugs hair* Somebody help..
Seems so wrong to be spying on you man. I can't help feeling curious. N it tells me what's going on in your mind. If u're spying on me too... I've read all the mushy messages! muahaha....
I guess i'll jus sit here and be content at my voyeuristic activity, and watch over you. *stares*