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because it ain't necessarily so
Foreword.


I am forced by the passing of time, the transition of life stages, and the expectations of society to grow up and to behave like a "grown-up" (whatever that would constitute). But here, I would just be a little childish, a little self-centered, a little irresponsible, a little too honest but also a little too pretentious.

24, and still counting.



Flashback.

Kept all my past posts intact because my past was what made me, me. Deleting them doesn't change who I am so I revisit my memories sometimes, to learn and to laugh at my past mistakes.

(Just kidding, I revert some posts to drafts because I'm utterly embarrassed.)


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When I catch my breath ,
Saturday, January 11, 2014 | 12:13 AM




I never have such perseverance before. Today I ran 9 rounds during PE, 4 rounds with friends and 5 rounds alone. /achievement unlocked/ Personally, I never have had the perseverance to keep on running before so what I did today was really something noteworthy. To those who will say, “why you run sia, so hiong.” Well ... Why not? And to those who will say, “9 rounds nia, sports CCA run 15 rounds also no kick.” Well ... Good for them. Nothing will stop me from feeling accomplished about this. And I realize that other than thinking during my times in the loo, another great time to think and ponder about life, is when you’re running on the track.

I started the run with Miaoye and Amanda beside me, and being me, if there are people around, I just have to talk. So we were talking and I ended up talking about my dreams, which I decided after Champs (I refuse to call it CCE when ultimately it’s just the same thing in the end). I can’t believe I really went to think deeper about the question they raised during Champs. (Which was something about defining success and what our dreams are and goals etc. just to let those of y’all who are lucky enough not to be in RV, knows)

I guess Miaoye and Amanda were the first ones to hear my dreams out loud today. I have two dreams. The first dream, is to study people, I want to know what kind of environment will affect someone, how the upbringing of one will change the course of their lives. And I hope that while I’m accomplishing this dream, it helps me to fulfil my second one. And that is to open a hotel chain and making my mark in every country. The concept of my hotel chain, will be “a home away from home”. I want tourists to “have a home to go to” even while they travel in foreign lands. I hope that by studying human behavior and preference, I will know what kind of lighting make one feel at ease (instead of imagining about haunted hotel stories), what kind of positioning of the furniture feels more comfortable for them and what kind of environment can let them feel most relax and at home. And ... If possible, I want to feel connected to my hotel guests.

I spent two and a half rounds on the track telling them those dreams of mine before continuing my run alone. As I was running, I keep thinking that every steps that I take, relates to life too much. First thing that struck me was that one can never survive alone. We all need someone by our side, either to show tell us that we can do it, or to let us feel that this journey is not that hard, or simply just to keep us company.



The second thing that struck me was that there is too many “bad influences” as compared to good influences. Too many people who will make you slow down or make you stop, to keep you at their pace or their standard as compared to the number of people who will motivate you and push you forward. The third thing that hit me was how tiring this journey was. And personal motivation is so very important. I keep talking to myself, keep thinking about random stuff, and continuously telling myself, “I already ran X number of rounds, what is 1 more to me?”

Even though it’s really tiring at certain points, I think it is around the 7th round when I started to feel good about running and don’t want to stop. A really good and refreshing feeling. So as I was running, I caught up with one of my male classmate as I was going to overtake him, (and a normal gentleman will slow down and just let you cut right?) But no the guy speed up and I guess he overestimated himself because within 100m he had to come to a stop because he is so out of breath. Yours truly caught up with him again and overtook him. But I don’t get what he’s trying to prove because he sprinted and try to overtake me. I let him over take and slowed down because I figured his ego is very important to him. Another lesson I got from running? Life is all about competition, faster, better, stronger, higher. But it’s about the journey too. Because I felt very refreshed after the run but I’m sure he’s shagged from it. (Sorry not sorry)

I just blogged about running. LOL. I’ve no life ... Okay actually I do. I feel pretty good about my days recently. In school, during lessons, I feel that I’m learning new stuff and AM THINKING. After school, I’ve the luxury of time to lepak with my friends (thank you school timetable, you’ve been kind to me to end early enough) and when I reach home I have the heart and mind to settle down to revise and go through what I’ve learnt for that day. These are what I call balanced and fulfilling days: Having time to study, having time to hang with my friends, having time to spend with my family, and having time with myself.

Anyways, I was thinking of class decorations and a name for 6F (because it’s the kind of things to think about that makes me cool). I realize that in all of my years in RV, I got the best “alphabet” when I finally reach JC. I was in 1K and 2K, and there honestly aren’t a lot of cool things that start with ‘k’ and that is fit for a class name. Then there’s J and it ain’t all that cool either, except for the word Joker. Or ‘Just’, I really like the word ‘just’. Then, there’s F. So many of our favorite words starts with F. The first being a four-letter F-word which you say when you get back your exam papers or when you realize that A Levels is 43 weeks away. Another F-word which I really like is ‘Forever’. It’s cheesy but it’s a word full of hope and promises to me. But the F-word that I’m thinking of for 6F, is ‘Finality’.

People that I felt bouts of love and gratefulness for (but which I did not say face to face to them) in these first 10 days of 2014:
Kaiwen, for your constant companionship and infectious laughter and Jiahui, for your constant appreciation of me

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