my professor reminded me of my paper due early july (which in other words mean late june.aaargh.) the last thing i wanted to be reminded of. i have always been the cramming kind but when i got here in Tokyo, ive gotten worse: i could sit in front of my pc for days and still find an infinite reasons to keep me busy without really doing anything. i know its bad especially because im already 21 and i have respnsibilities...and i may be mistaken for a high school student but it still doesnt change the fact that im no longer a kid and a computer should not be all my life is about.
recently i also found out that ex r.c. (a.k.a. ex t.c.) despite his claim to have a mental age of a 12 year old and a physical strength age of a 20 year old is actually 26 year old turning 27 this year. and i was like, if he is 26..what's he doing hanging out with 21 year olds...shouldnt he be working already?
its just all these things got me thinking about Deadlines. are our lives really defined by explicit and implicit deadlines that were all consciously or unconsciously trying to meet? and if we dont meet our deadlines, does that make us a failure? or we just happen to be one of those who prefer not being dragged by the band wagon?
school projects, presentations, paper deadlines--most of us have all gone through it. but beyond these explicit deadlines, is there more?
by the age of 6 or 7, you should have finished kindergarten already. if by 11 and you havent started school yet, arent you a bit too old for learning nursery rhymes? at home, by the age of 21 or 22 you should have graduated from college already...23 is okay, 24 is okay, and 25 is still okay except that almost everyone else in your freshman batch is either working or married or bumming around but no longer in school.
if a guy asked for your number but hasnt called or texted you for a week...is that some sort of a deadline for you to finally classify him either as the guy who likes you or the guy who simply wants to stack your number on his phonebook for "just in case" cases, or for future reference? or if you told someone you like him or her but a month has passed already and there's still no mention about it, no "hi", "hello", no nothing--is that a deadline for you to let go of any little hope still left after a month of silence?
most friends I asked what age they would want to get married would tell me 29 to 32. i want to be married at age 31 to 32 too...not too young to miss all the joys of singlehood and not too old to be a grandma to you kids. BUT what if in 10 years, I still haven�� found my way to The One and he still haven�� found his way to me? or what if we do meet but haven�� recognize each other? What if theres no special one for me? WHAT IF I MISS MY DEADLINE? does that mean im a failure?
*SiGH*
if i miss my deadline, itll make me sad. Because I definitely want to be friends friends with my kids...but I cant quite do that if im 50 and my kids are around 10 or 7 right?
but whatever happens, I definitely wont cram just to meet this deadline.
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How to make a Falling Star |
Ingredients: 1/2 cup of naivety 3/4 cup of laughter 1/4 cup & 1 tsp. of insecurity |
Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of sadness. Sprinkle a bit of craziness (it's not complete without that!). Serve chilled with a smile. And recently, i discovered that if you add a pinch of faith, it'll be a lot better. Yum!*Do not overindulge!* |
When i lost you, I was the one who loved you most, but between us you lost more. For someday I can love someone the way that i loved you but you will never be loved again the way that i did...
everything happens for a reason, nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. illness, injury, failures, love lost, memories of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of one's soul. without the small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere. it would be safe and comfortable but uttery pointless...
do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others, it is because we are different that each of us is special...
do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. by living your life, one day at a time, you live all the days of your life...
do not be afraid to encounter risks, it is by taking risks that we learn how to be brave...
do not run through life so fast that you forget, not only where you have been, but also where you are going...
Humankind get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to be children again...
We cannot make anyone love us. All we can do is let ourselves be loved.
"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive." - Eleonora Duse
"This is courage...to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends." - Euripedes
"Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark." - George Iles
The hardest thing to do is to watch someone you love, love someone else.
Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, then its not the end.
Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.
Men are not worthy of precious tears, they just make us look terrible...
Its amazing the things you realize when you lose someone; you get mad at yourself for not saying the things you could've a million times, you take for grantd the days doing nothing when you could have been with them. anyone can be taken at anytime in our lives, but we always wait until theyre gone to say the things we never had the courage to before
Watching you walk out of my life hasn't made me bitter or cynical about love, but rather, it has shown me that if i wanted so badly to be with the wrong person, how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along...
in the movie "in the mood for love," if someone had a secret they didnt want to share, they go up to a mountain, find a tree, carve a hole in it and whisper the secret into the hole...then they cover it with mud, leaving the secret there forever...
this is my hole...