hi jiahui wish u could do more to negate the vissicitudes of life we all have but those r of varied intensity in separate circumstances. u r quite incapable u cannot remedy everything but console a friend in distress
The year’s finally coming to a close! 2016 feels as if though it has stretched on forever. Really. So much has conspired.
(cheating because I consider the post-As period in Dec a 2016 too)
For personal review, and in chronological order (sry for the spam this is just for future JH to read):
I made up for a year of procrastination in 2014 (2015)
Whilst doing so, made new friends
And reinforced precious friendships
Then FINALLY graduated (2015)
Bumbled around loads (2015)
Became a brown potato
Realised in Taiwan that I was kinda into mountains
Climbed a small one
Which was beautiful
Then returned to reality and the working world
Started cooking more
Might’ve eaten too much
Took on Hanoi with the girls
Gave yunsq a sewing machine (God knows what happened to it)
Oh! This is insignificant but paid a visit to botanics w/o any clue I was destined to be sequestered there for the next 4 years
Cycled a lot alone
Sometimes with friends
Sometimes with friends but on foot
Went through a whole lot of confusion about uni decisions
Baked a cake w/o flour for Joshua and was hella proud of it
Popped by a few POPs
Then had a working stint at CPF that made me rethink things I was once content about
Left because it was the uni application season! And interviews galore
Worked at a waterpark
Whilst entertaining the idea of a reality entirely different from the one now
Met tons of new friends!!
Too bad I never went there
Worked at a consultancy firm
While the waterpark thing was still ongoing
Went to JB
Eventually left the waterpark job (which was a huge eye opener I do not regret)
Why? Law camp first ha
Which was alright la. But Japan was better. Oh and more POPs!!
Ok and finally Japan happened
And for the sake of time, Mt Fuji to top it all off
Then law school happened and my life ended 🙂 jk haha I’m thankful for so many things but JH U R TOO LAZY BC IT IS TIME FOR DINNER. Immensely thankful for Sem 1 and the precious people I’ve met in school (so so so so thankful). All by pure luck. 2015 was a year of personal growth, and 2016 a year of radical change. Aiyo 2016 you have been such a gracious year.
In light of the missing supermoon of 14/11: slightly haunting and vaguely wistful
Clair De Lune
Your soul is as a moonlit landscape fair,
Peopled with maskers delicate and dim,
That play on lutes and dance and have an air
Of being sad in their fantastic trim.
The while they celebrate in minor strain
Triumphant love, effective enterprise,
They have an air of knowing all is vain,—
And through the quiet moonlight their songs rise,
The melancholy moonlight, sweet and lone,
That makes to dream the birds upon the tree,
And in their polished basins of white stone
The fountains tall to sob with ecstasy.
Votre âme est un paysage choisi
Que vont charmant masques et bergamasques
Jouant du luth et dansant et quasi
Tristes sous leurs déguisements fantasques.
Tout en chantant sur le mode mineur
L’amour vainqueur et la vie opportune
Ils n’ont pas l’air de croire à leur bonheur
Et leur chanson se mêle au clair de lune,
Au calme clair de lune triste et beau,
Qui fait rêver les oiseaux dans les arbres
Et sangloter d’extase les jets d’eau,
Les grands jets d’eau sveltes parmi les marbres.
Fun fact: the above was inspiration for Debussy’s Suite bergamasque Clair de Lune! Learnt something separate from SLIC today 🙂
I haven’t been thinking lately. A little back I remember very hurriedly noting down something small about tHalloween along the lines of:
“thalloween was great though now i have no time to reflect on in because i am screwed for my submissions!! managed to complete an essay under the table during scaring downtime hur hur”
which was really sad haha
In the relentless ebb of things one tends not to think. Thinking takes time! It entails staring into the distance and pondering. Sometimes I lie awake late at night, not thinking about very much at all. Nothing but wistful absorption in the emptiness of one’s mind. Which truthfully is quite a pleasure.
Wish I had plentitude time and peace of mind to wander and ponder, but I think the last I’ll have the luxury of such was post-As. I miss fondly long walks from Thompson with KH, trampling round the park connectors with SH/WY, even long solo cycles in the rosy glow of dawn.
Was at crossroads then – a period of deep confusion about where I was duty bound to head to (reason or passion!!). Following that was recess week which involved a brief period of rueful thinking. Now, I’m settled! Kind of, I think. Done and dusted. I try not to think too much about the choices I’ve made. The right thing to do too.
At MPS yesterday someone cried over a story involving an old granny, nearing death (wrong, to state this! usually unspoken!), and forlorn. Death makes me wonder about what constitutes living, and of what worth living presents. Are we still living if physically present, but mentally otherwise?
Old age scares me. Very much. I conversely exhibit slight proclivity to young children. They possess immense potential – young, malleable souls with a great way ahead of them (if society deems so). At the same time I am guilty of avoiding community projects involving the old. Selfish, I know. Those involve weighty thinking about lost opportunity, and slight regret I’ve accumulated over the years.
tldr: It was very relatable, and made me lapse into introspection. Yet contracts called, and my thoughts shuttered in a grey metal locker. Why bother?
The boys are reading loads during army time. I am jealous of this. Bought a bunch of books at UTown the other day (heart was full!! 5 classics for $20!), and joyo made a really apt comment that I’d never get down to reading the stuff I bought. Life pls stop galloping on it is windy and I am lost why I am writing in unnaturally short sentences
oh wait, short sentences signify the lack of thought – fragments of incoherence with no singular running thread,