April302012
“I will not be “famous,” “great.” I will go on adventuring, changing, opening my mind and my eyes, refusing to be stamped and stereotyped. The thing is to free one’s self: to let it find its dimensions, not be impeded.” Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary (via creatingaquietmind)

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11PM

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“Whatever you are physically…male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy—all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. All those other things, they are the glass that contains the lamp, but you are the light inside.” Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel (via creatingaquietmind)
11PM

A shell.

My heart feels empty. I don’t hold any emotions towards anyone. I find comfort in being alone, reading, thinking, reading, thinking. Even if I were to go out, I leave my house alone and wander the streets in search of nothing. Not a purpose set in my mind. I don’t talk for hours (a rarity in my book) and keep to myself. 

I guess this is the other side of myself that most people don’t see or don’t know. I’m usually so bubbly and effervescent but not to the point I reveal too much of myself. It’s not that I’m secretive, I just find it uncomfortable to share things about myself and prefer to select things for people to hear. I guess it’s pretty normal but not many people would realise they’re doing this. 

I spent a significant amount of my time on metacognition. It is such an underrated thinking process that most people skip or unknowingly perform it without realising its significance or usefulness. As I type this, I am thinking about my own metacognition. I should stop, before my brain explodes from too much thinking.

I’ve been spending the past few days exploring avenues to find a new hobby or activity that might interest me as a permanent past-time. In other words, I need to find something that is life-threatening. Something that makes me feel alive and knowing that one wrong move or step will cause my permanent death. It is not so much about the adrenaline rush (although it is pretty exciting) but rather the thought that my whole existence is in my own hands. Like I’m in control. I’m almost certain I’ll join the SAFRA Adventure Club after my POP or ORD (depending on my vocation/unit). It makes my heart tingle with excitement just knowing that there is an opportunity for me to enjoy all the activities I’ve been meaning to try in one place.

I’ve been meaning to meet new people in my life, or even reconnecting with the past. That’s why I can’t wait for uni/NIE to start. Don’t get me wrong, my BMT has been a stellar experience and I will never forget the people in there. My clique has been lovely and so has my other bunkmates *cough*. 

I should stop rambling. Need to run and borrow books tomorrow. 

10PM
“All the lonely people, where do they all belong?”
10PM
“Pain is weakness leaving the body.”
April282012

It’s been a long time, Tumblr :’)

February202012
“My Dear,
The weather is turning and I’m scared for this leaky old tub. But I have to take the odds, whatever they are. Life’s a gamble, honey chuck, you win and you lose. But I know you’ll wait for me until I round Cape Horn and sail in to the tide to hold you tight.
Always yours, William.”
January122012

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January52012

Now, how do I get better? I’m too incompetent and incomplete. I really know nothing. 

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