Thursday, October 9, 2014

Just breathe.

This week I will:
1. Offend people.
2. Get offended by people.
3. Make mistakes.
4. Forget something.
5. Swear a little.
6. Have good intentions anyway.

Life isn't perfect all the time and we shouldn't think it will be.

But I wake up anyway and tell myself that the week ahead is going to be okay. I’m hopelessly optimistic because it’s the least I can do. It’s not so bad. I guess. I take in short, sharp breaths, try to untangle that knot in my stomach. Grit my teeth and ignore all the thoughts that tell me that things are not okay. I’m still a little unstable on my feet, but at least I’m on my feet. I’m getting through this, regardless.

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Something about the near future.

Future's so uncertain, what do we do now seems so distant from what we'll be doing when we grow up. We're still not really ready yet to be stamped with that seal of approval, to be ushered out of our sheltered places to that intimidation that is the real world. We're worried - but then again, who isn't? Where do we go from when we graduate, where do our big dreams fit in with our practicalities, where do our idiosyncrasies go, and what can we do about it? We've got it going for us, got our ambitions, got our plans to change the world, and got our grades and a perhaps a little less EQ than we'll need. Worried perhaps, wondering the paths set out before us, but appreciating the fact that life's given us great things to be thankful for, and that if we try, sometimes we more than make up for our shortcomings. And there's just so much to do in so little time. No regrets here.

5 more days before the end of my academic life as an uni undergrad. Mixed feelings...

Friday, March 28, 2014

Chin up.

Every day I wish I could see the sun rise. But usually when the sun rises, I am still sound asleep. But occasionally I do get to see that beauty. And some days, I see it set as well. I haven't gotten sick of it yet, and I would hate for the day to come when I do.

These days we're wondering what's happening on the other side of the world, wondering if it matters, wondering if we matter. Some of us live it up to brilliant sunrises, others up to fleeting moments, and then there are those who live it up to losing their skin on the asphalt, and some up to solitary hours late at night. It's time for us to face it, that we're not that different despite what we wish to tell ourselves. The greatest moments some of us may experience may be a few seconds on stage to receive our certificates. We may never get the chance to address crowds, and most of us will probably not have a statue erected in our honour, or have books written about our lives. Most of us will probably live average, pedestrian lives.

But that doesn't stop us from living on on the lives of others. There's so much more to be done, and seriously, a whole lot of empty spaces for you fill. There's one whole world out there, and we just have to discover.