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Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Gorging down noodles in Literature lessons during lunch breaks ain't a very comfortable thing to do. Ack. Anyways, it wasn't a very pretty morning because of the dark clouds and terribly low temperature. I had to convince myself for 45 minutes to get out of my comfortable, cosy bed! Horrible. Ugh, okay, I have to stop narrating about my life because its not what I did that made it interesting, its how I feel about it. (Yes, Sonia?)
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The walk to the little classrooms located at Royal Parade is somewhat the best part of my day. Seems quite sad isn't it? But actually, I love it. Especially if my ipod doesn't run out of battery. Listening to Josh Groban songs and classical music, the walk down the road with fallen leaves scattered on the floor, its lovely. Because life at that time just feel so peaceful. Most importantly, it is the time when I get think about anything, reflect about life so far in Melbourne, 'cross-referencing' to the past. Just recently, I recalled what my dad said, the very few thing he emphasized so much on, things that I never thought I would need to experience and that was- isolation. This feeling just occurred recently, all so suddenly. And to make things feel a lot worse, as I thought about people around me back in Singapore. Even at the lousiest times in Singapore, there will always be different groups of people that I can turn to, and all sorts of different views and opinions about life I can receive. But here... Time and again, I told myself that I shouldn't be looking back into the past, because the past won't come back to you. I guess it was a mistake that I have arrived at a bias conclusion. Because as time goes on on my own here, every naiive opinion I once had is going to change.

But you know what, I will appreciate this lesson that I have learnt, the feeling I am experiencing, I am going to thank God for it. Because its a little baby step to uncovering what life is all about- the interaction between human, and the world. Thank God for allowing me to learn the appreciate even the most subtle feeling, somethings that I have always left out in my life. Most importantly, Thank God for the past.
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"Always forgive your enemies, nothing annoys them so much." -Oscar Wilde.
How true, how true...

"When dealing with people, let us remember we are not dealing with creatures of logic. We are dealing with creatures of emotion, creatures bustling with prejudices and motivated by pride and vanity." -Dale Carneige

My confession;
Jesus, Take the wheel.Save me from this Road I'm on.

Much Love,
J.

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