INFJ - The "Confidant"
INFJs, making up an estimated 1% of all people, are the most rare type (males even more so). They are introspective, caring, sensitive, gentle and complex people that strive for peace and derive satisfaction from helping others. INFJs are highly intuitive, empathetic and dedicated listeners. These traits tend to act as a "tell me what's wrong" sign on their forehead, hence the nicknames Confidant, Counselor or Empath. INFJs are intensely private and deeply committed to their beliefs.
Pris!
Testify To Love (Album Version)
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
it can be such a confusing thing, it leaves you feeling sweet and feeling lost. feeling like you've gained the whole world, but lost yourself to uncontrollable, unpredictable whirlpool of emotions. you can't gain experience, because it only probably means that you must have hurt yourself first before you are a wise person in this field. and you probably hurt others too in the process. but hope is always there, when you feel like you can't make sense of the entire thing, just hope.
Pris
Pris
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
misguided GP teachers
Solely for people who indulge in bombastic flowerly language that doesn't make any coherent sense: what would you say to a teacher who has condemned your piece of work as nebulous, infelicitous, superficial, lackadaisical, vacuous, uninspired, horrendously expressed? I'll say - look at yourself in the mirror. You are doin the same thing!
Pissed off Pris
Pissed off Pris
Monday, October 22, 2007
food for thought
Face this fact: blogs are meant for people to reveal their deep mysterious, often exaggerated but undoubtedly holds a glimpse of truth of their sad side. or what many would call emo-ing stage. can we help it that this is the fate of blogs? No. So I apologise before hand if you think that I am once again misusing the internet as a source of venting out my pent-out frustration/exasperation/disappointment.
I suppose it is not a very timely time to post an entry, havent' just received my promos results. You know that you're in a dilemma when your results are neither way too good for you to be rejoicing over, or neither are they too lousy for you to be given the liberty to complain and look upset without others pointing out to you gently that there are people worse off. If you don't get the whole chunk of stuff that i've typed out, you're just joining the side of the red ink GP marker who has flooded my paper with lots of brilliant red slashes(for those who don't know what i'm talking about, it's alright. i'm just feeling sore over GP).
With the overcast skies flooded with grey clouds overwhelmed with heaven's tears, crying for you while you sit amidst the crowd trying your best to hide your bottled up tears. A melancholic tune lingers in the air, it seizes your breathe, you stay silent, and so do others, words don't seem to work when you need them best, no one offers it anyway. It's a gloomy day, everyone relishes it in their own way.
I suppose we can learn a lot from exams, not just the very knowledge that we are being examined, but also important yet fundamental principles in life - never take things for granted (being overly confident in a subject would get you no where but all the way down), never envy others (whoever said 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration; sometimes, it's unfair but it can be the opposite) and something else that struck rather indirectly. Actually, it was pointed out by one of my friends, i'm absolutely not making any personal attacks here, it's just something that only becomes apparent when we enter our own fair share of adversity.
A friend in need is a friend indeed. I like to add that friends are there when they need you. What does this mean? Who can we tell who are our true friends? If they are not even there for us to tell our problems, share our burdens, cry on their shoulder, do we still call them friend?In any relationship, friendship included, people argue that there shouldn't be any clearcut giving and taking, it's a matter of compromise, but how far am I suppose to give in, or rather give out myself, before I can find someone who will know that I need the person? or for that matter, maybe friends are like what I've said, only look for you and when you offer them what you have been seeking for, then the friendship is called as such. I used to think it was unreasonable to expect people to guess what I am thinking, what I might like. Until I found that it was all to hard.
I don't believe anyone can live the life of a saint, giving all the time, without wanting deep down to see it reciprocrated. It's not an expectation or obligation attached to being first a friend to someone, but simply, a normal human need. Maybe it had happened once in the past. The fact that your interest seemed to be slighted, you friend rambling on. It didn't quite matter. You didn't have any problems that were of top priority back then. Then again it happens. Well, friends what, don't be so petty. But then loneliness can be a really scary monster. It knocks you at your lowest point, when you are already on the cliff of sadness, hoping for someone to just open up the door in your heart, to just spend some time listening to you. i wonder how many people are going through this right now? How many are silently fiddling around on their keyboards, or piano keys, wishing wishing wishing for a shooting star to enter their life, and brighten up just a few moments, enough to show that a friend would indeed be there when in need?
Perhaps the most amazing thing about writing, is that you can pour our everything, and after a while, it doesn't feel that bad after all. You are merely making a mountain out of a molehill, being overly sensitive, indulging in your own fanciful self-pity. And thus the bitter feeling of being slighted/neglected saps away. We can have lots of friends, they can laugh a whole lot with you, have the craziest times, but the distinction between friend and good friend and best friend and boyfriend, is really how much the person understands you, without you having to say a single word. Girls la, so troublesome, make things difficult for their loved ones. Well, I can't help being a girl, can I?
But it doesn't matter, because just when you feel that everything seems so bleak, tell yourself. You only have 24 hours in a day, and one face. You can choose to wear a sad mask, or you can choose to hide behind a happy mask, but after hiding behind the happy one for a while, you'll let it become part of your face, and the sadness will naturally disappear. And if all other things fail you, know that God will always be there, and I suppose we must just hold on to the truth, his Word saying that in all things, He has great plans for us, and he's a friend to the lonely, a stronghold, a shelter in our time of need.
You don't just fail your own expectations during exams, you might also realise that friends do so too.
Priscilla
I suppose it is not a very timely time to post an entry, havent' just received my promos results. You know that you're in a dilemma when your results are neither way too good for you to be rejoicing over, or neither are they too lousy for you to be given the liberty to complain and look upset without others pointing out to you gently that there are people worse off. If you don't get the whole chunk of stuff that i've typed out, you're just joining the side of the red ink GP marker who has flooded my paper with lots of brilliant red slashes(for those who don't know what i'm talking about, it's alright. i'm just feeling sore over GP).
With the overcast skies flooded with grey clouds overwhelmed with heaven's tears, crying for you while you sit amidst the crowd trying your best to hide your bottled up tears. A melancholic tune lingers in the air, it seizes your breathe, you stay silent, and so do others, words don't seem to work when you need them best, no one offers it anyway. It's a gloomy day, everyone relishes it in their own way.
I suppose we can learn a lot from exams, not just the very knowledge that we are being examined, but also important yet fundamental principles in life - never take things for granted (being overly confident in a subject would get you no where but all the way down), never envy others (whoever said 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration; sometimes, it's unfair but it can be the opposite) and something else that struck rather indirectly. Actually, it was pointed out by one of my friends, i'm absolutely not making any personal attacks here, it's just something that only becomes apparent when we enter our own fair share of adversity.
A friend in need is a friend indeed. I like to add that friends are there when they need you. What does this mean? Who can we tell who are our true friends? If they are not even there for us to tell our problems, share our burdens, cry on their shoulder, do we still call them friend?In any relationship, friendship included, people argue that there shouldn't be any clearcut giving and taking, it's a matter of compromise, but how far am I suppose to give in, or rather give out myself, before I can find someone who will know that I need the person? or for that matter, maybe friends are like what I've said, only look for you and when you offer them what you have been seeking for, then the friendship is called as such. I used to think it was unreasonable to expect people to guess what I am thinking, what I might like. Until I found that it was all to hard.
I don't believe anyone can live the life of a saint, giving all the time, without wanting deep down to see it reciprocrated. It's not an expectation or obligation attached to being first a friend to someone, but simply, a normal human need. Maybe it had happened once in the past. The fact that your interest seemed to be slighted, you friend rambling on. It didn't quite matter. You didn't have any problems that were of top priority back then. Then again it happens. Well, friends what, don't be so petty. But then loneliness can be a really scary monster. It knocks you at your lowest point, when you are already on the cliff of sadness, hoping for someone to just open up the door in your heart, to just spend some time listening to you. i wonder how many people are going through this right now? How many are silently fiddling around on their keyboards, or piano keys, wishing wishing wishing for a shooting star to enter their life, and brighten up just a few moments, enough to show that a friend would indeed be there when in need?
Perhaps the most amazing thing about writing, is that you can pour our everything, and after a while, it doesn't feel that bad after all. You are merely making a mountain out of a molehill, being overly sensitive, indulging in your own fanciful self-pity. And thus the bitter feeling of being slighted/neglected saps away. We can have lots of friends, they can laugh a whole lot with you, have the craziest times, but the distinction between friend and good friend and best friend and boyfriend, is really how much the person understands you, without you having to say a single word. Girls la, so troublesome, make things difficult for their loved ones. Well, I can't help being a girl, can I?
But it doesn't matter, because just when you feel that everything seems so bleak, tell yourself. You only have 24 hours in a day, and one face. You can choose to wear a sad mask, or you can choose to hide behind a happy mask, but after hiding behind the happy one for a while, you'll let it become part of your face, and the sadness will naturally disappear. And if all other things fail you, know that God will always be there, and I suppose we must just hold on to the truth, his Word saying that in all things, He has great plans for us, and he's a friend to the lonely, a stronghold, a shelter in our time of need.
You don't just fail your own expectations during exams, you might also realise that friends do so too.
Priscilla
Sunday, October 21, 2007
It’s funny how closeness, friendship and love can be so intermingled with selfishness as well. And it’s even funnier how we never realise it until we’re faced with the prospect of having to share, of having to give up the position occupied in the throne room. Quarts of selfless joy and selfish jealousy slosh around in the hidden jug of life. And you know you have to let go and you know you will let go and yet you also know that as watery smiles aren’t what emotes are made of, you can safely hide behind the screen and laugh your way out online. (:
-anne
-anne
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
yay so pw op dryrun was yesterday. which was. a whole range of varying emotions. but yay much love goes out to shaway jukie and gabby! for being so on and hardcoring pw for the entire week! (:
but i can't keep a straight face watching the video. i don't even know WHERE to put my face. it's so utterly bimbotic. oh dear D: please say i did not look natural. SAY IT!
haha and jukie and i have random moments of SEEING NO EVIL and thoughts of EUTHANASIA. bad girls we are. D:
sometimes i think i'm afraid of getting hurt or being thought dispensable, that i would rather just distance myself first. then the whole sad cycle just repeats itself. which isn't exactly a recipe for happiness is it?
but i know Someone who wouldn't even leave no matter how far i may stray. only in His embrace in His love and in His grace, that all doubt and uncertainties dissipate. :)
of sea spray kissing the moon
-anne
but i can't keep a straight face watching the video. i don't even know WHERE to put my face. it's so utterly bimbotic. oh dear D: please say i did not look natural. SAY IT!
haha and jukie and i have random moments of SEEING NO EVIL and thoughts of EUTHANASIA. bad girls we are. D:
sometimes i think i'm afraid of getting hurt or being thought dispensable, that i would rather just distance myself first. then the whole sad cycle just repeats itself. which isn't exactly a recipe for happiness is it?
but i know Someone who wouldn't even leave no matter how far i may stray. only in His embrace in His love and in His grace, that all doubt and uncertainties dissipate. :)
of sea spray kissing the moon
-anne
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Insights & Reflections
How many times have we conceded that it is only a little difference that we make,
But fail to realise that the moment of hesitation was actually a life at stake
A smile, a word of concern, a listening ear,
That's all it might take to wipe away your friend's silent tear.
Through the sharpest microscopes we have scrutinised the key to life
Yet still we are blinded by our selfish desires, the desire to strive
And for such a 'worthy' cause as many are disillusioned to believe
Trapped in our mad mad world, the awful reality which few have left the time to conceive
True love has grown cold, thorny troubles, envious essence
A display, a facade, which now assumes its presence
99 roses, the boy's matches to melt a girl's heart
Yet who rose up to the challenge to hold true to the end, right from the start
Day break we whine of the school ahead, day end we yawn
Life seems nothing but a race stretching on and on
Somewhere out there a little child gasps for her last breathe
Fortunate people never realise what they already have
It's the little things in life that count
Have you ever wondered about this little dot called the decimal?
If it chooses to put its self-interest aside, fit itself snugly at the back
You will get alot, maybe 100 000
But when people's concerns are miserly worries, it fights for the first place
Leaving little, maybe 0.100 000
Wherever it goes, the little dot remains a dot
But to others, it is a whole big difference
What kind of difference have you made in someone else's life thus far?
Pris
But fail to realise that the moment of hesitation was actually a life at stake
A smile, a word of concern, a listening ear,
That's all it might take to wipe away your friend's silent tear.
Through the sharpest microscopes we have scrutinised the key to life
Yet still we are blinded by our selfish desires, the desire to strive
And for such a 'worthy' cause as many are disillusioned to believe
Trapped in our mad mad world, the awful reality which few have left the time to conceive
True love has grown cold, thorny troubles, envious essence
A display, a facade, which now assumes its presence
99 roses, the boy's matches to melt a girl's heart
Yet who rose up to the challenge to hold true to the end, right from the start
Day break we whine of the school ahead, day end we yawn
Life seems nothing but a race stretching on and on
Somewhere out there a little child gasps for her last breathe
Fortunate people never realise what they already have
It's the little things in life that count
Have you ever wondered about this little dot called the decimal?
If it chooses to put its self-interest aside, fit itself snugly at the back
You will get alot, maybe 100 000
But when people's concerns are miserly worries, it fights for the first place
Leaving little, maybe 0.100 000
Wherever it goes, the little dot remains a dot
But to others, it is a whole big difference
What kind of difference have you made in someone else's life thus far?
Pris
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Thinking deep
Many of us look like we are shallow superficial people. The truth is, everyone has their own secrets hidden inside, deep thoughts that they would share only to a rare few, and a mind of their own, something that is often forgotten.
Well, it does seem that if you were to dwell more on a 'cheam' issue such as life, relationships, religion that kind of thing, people would naturally label you as a emo person. but is that really fair? why can't we talk abt such stuff? what i feel is that, only when someone has concerned him/herself with such issues, can you be considered to have matured and mellowed. after all, these are really stuff that would add value to you as a human being, at least morally and emotionally. i doubt any amount of make-up, clothes, gossip, can make up for that.
and i've been talking a fair bit with friends, whom i regard as rather close now. i'm really glad to have my longtime best friend joanne to be there for me through thick and thin, going high and sharing my downess, and for indulging me with long telephone calls. and at the same time, i'm extremely blessed to find myself to be in a nice class. well the word nice is rather over-used, but what it entails is actually ppl who are more than just the hi-bye kind, those that i feel i can really trust, 5A ppl rock la. well even though sometimes it seems that class outings revolve ard a handful same few, but the reality is that it's really impossible to imagine a utopian perfect class where everyone loves each other equally and is willing to fork out the same amount of time for the class. undeniably, some might have 'better' friends outside, well that's up to them. but i believe that you will only get to know a friend as much as you are willing to let the person know you, and thus mutual trust is essential.
time really can change alot of stuff. my perceptions of some ppl has honestly changed drastically, well there are those that became worse (but not much la and i shan't be bothered too much either), but more significantly are those that are more than what they appear. cutting, cold, quiet initially, now that you talk to them mroe, you realise that they are really interesting, matured, sincere friends, friends that you know and you want to retain for a life time if possible. haha special thanks to all these 'friends in need friends indeed'! hope the year remaining and year ahead will be filled with lots more opportunities to build up stronger friendship ties! appreciating those ard u is really impt before it's too late.
just wanted to end with this inspiration i got from some chi story book. lots of us are willing to die for the ones we love, but why don't we just try to live right for them instead? and yet for those that we hate, we strive to live, and even live a better life, just in the hope of pissing them off. it's quite ironical rite? live for those you hate, die for those you love.
Pris
Well, it does seem that if you were to dwell more on a 'cheam' issue such as life, relationships, religion that kind of thing, people would naturally label you as a emo person. but is that really fair? why can't we talk abt such stuff? what i feel is that, only when someone has concerned him/herself with such issues, can you be considered to have matured and mellowed. after all, these are really stuff that would add value to you as a human being, at least morally and emotionally. i doubt any amount of make-up, clothes, gossip, can make up for that.
and i've been talking a fair bit with friends, whom i regard as rather close now. i'm really glad to have my longtime best friend joanne to be there for me through thick and thin, going high and sharing my downess, and for indulging me with long telephone calls. and at the same time, i'm extremely blessed to find myself to be in a nice class. well the word nice is rather over-used, but what it entails is actually ppl who are more than just the hi-bye kind, those that i feel i can really trust, 5A ppl rock la. well even though sometimes it seems that class outings revolve ard a handful same few, but the reality is that it's really impossible to imagine a utopian perfect class where everyone loves each other equally and is willing to fork out the same amount of time for the class. undeniably, some might have 'better' friends outside, well that's up to them. but i believe that you will only get to know a friend as much as you are willing to let the person know you, and thus mutual trust is essential.
time really can change alot of stuff. my perceptions of some ppl has honestly changed drastically, well there are those that became worse (but not much la and i shan't be bothered too much either), but more significantly are those that are more than what they appear. cutting, cold, quiet initially, now that you talk to them mroe, you realise that they are really interesting, matured, sincere friends, friends that you know and you want to retain for a life time if possible. haha special thanks to all these 'friends in need friends indeed'! hope the year remaining and year ahead will be filled with lots more opportunities to build up stronger friendship ties! appreciating those ard u is really impt before it's too late.
just wanted to end with this inspiration i got from some chi story book. lots of us are willing to die for the ones we love, but why don't we just try to live right for them instead? and yet for those that we hate, we strive to live, and even live a better life, just in the hope of pissing them off. it's quite ironical rite? live for those you hate, die for those you love.
Pris
Saturday, October 06, 2007
i stumbled on one of my friends' blogs which dedicated this entire entry to this really thought-provoking topic that caught my eye "there are lots of pretty girls around, but few are interesting" well i can't help but sigh and agree with that. and as for girls, we always say that we don't judge a book (or for this matter, guys) by their cover, but the truth is the term 'eye candy' remains highly relevant right now. are we really able to just shut out the appearances and appreciate the inner character? or do we need some degree of visual stimulus before we are willing to unlock the person's insides? maybe i'm kicking a big fuss on such an issue, but well i'm just anyhow blabbering what i feel anyway.
and i believe when it comes to relationships, we are quite a hypocritical bunch of people. some of us enjoy crushing ppl all the time, switching 'targets' every now and then hoping that cupid arrow would shoot them, but if it was just the other way and you find out that the guy who has taken a fancy to you is also taking a fancy to lots of other wild flowers, you feel hurt/frustrated/jealous/unfairly treated. and how do you know how much to give? is it better to love someone more than the person love you or the other way round? give and take, that's what they always say. but how much do we actually practice what we preach?you like the feeling of being chased after, but how does it feel desperately going after and thinking about XX person who pretends to act ignorant all the time?
such a confusing sea of emotions and scenarios.
liking is tough!
but whoever said that being liked is not tough either.
Pris
(oh and limerence is a rather interesting word)
and i believe when it comes to relationships, we are quite a hypocritical bunch of people. some of us enjoy crushing ppl all the time, switching 'targets' every now and then hoping that cupid arrow would shoot them, but if it was just the other way and you find out that the guy who has taken a fancy to you is also taking a fancy to lots of other wild flowers, you feel hurt/frustrated/jealous/unfairly treated. and how do you know how much to give? is it better to love someone more than the person love you or the other way round? give and take, that's what they always say. but how much do we actually practice what we preach?you like the feeling of being chased after, but how does it feel desperately going after and thinking about XX person who pretends to act ignorant all the time?
such a confusing sea of emotions and scenarios.
liking is tough!
but whoever said that being liked is not tough either.
Pris
(oh and limerence is a rather interesting word)
Friday, October 05, 2007
yay! open house was fun! :D met supersuperduper nice people. i love earnest people! and befriending felt abit scary at first but then my group of uh befriendees were so cute and earnest and loveable and befriendable :D and one of them was the cutez, he wanted to buy the raffles pe shirt haha but the bookshop auntie evaded us and closed the wondrous pe-shirt-selling-bookshop ):
and lei and i were boredd walkign 467365734649128739 times around blk J. i want to take a picture under the J of blk J but i think it's too HIGH UP THERE ):
and met wonderful juniors who made me fondly rmb rg days. :)))
and met not so wonderful stranger juniors who made me want to torch rg for producing such girls as well. eew
alot to type but i'm lazy. but today was awesome!
yay i love pictures and phototaking and extraterrestrials ((:
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
From Siti
The person who tagged you is: Pris
Your relationship with her is: classmates turned friends (haha i copy you!)
Your 5 impressions of her: nice sarcastic suan-er encouraging nice!
The most memorable thing she had done for you: um treat me to swensens! haha!
The most memorable words she had said to you: =/ cant rmb
If she becomes your lover, you will: make her not be afraid of hugs! ><
If she becomes your enemy, you will: not give her my love anymore!
If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: I’m jealous that she’s so smart
The most desired thing you want to do for her now is: make her hair grow faster
Your overall impression of her is: small but packs a punch. haha!
pris
The person who tagged you is: Pris
Your relationship with her is: classmates turned friends (haha i copy you!)
Your 5 impressions of her: nice sarcastic suan-er encouraging nice!
The most memorable thing she had done for you: um treat me to swensens! haha!
The most memorable words she had said to you: =/ cant rmb
If she becomes your lover, you will: make her not be afraid of hugs! ><
If she becomes your enemy, you will: not give her my love anymore!
If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: I’m jealous that she’s so smart
The most desired thing you want to do for her now is: make her hair grow faster
Your overall impression of her is: small but packs a punch. haha!
pris
what's our purpose in life?
'what's our purpose in life?'
across the ages, across the globe, across every single possible divide, any individual would have probably entertained that question at least once in their short interlude on this earth. perhaps for those struggling to even manage 3 meals a day, or keep their families alive, or simply put it, those too preoccupied with the most basic necessities, such a question seems out of bounds because there simply isn't enough time to ponder over a philosophical and intangible issue like 'purpose in life'. what we commonly term purpose can be broken down into longterm objective that one aims to achieve which directs our process to reach this product. i suppose to each his own, so your own definition of purpose might deviate from this general one, but whatever the case, it is something that one abides to for an extensive period in one's life and would be what one is striving for.
clutching onto temporal things in life, including good grades, nice clothes, popularity in ur social circle, 5Cs, cliched as it sounds, wouldn't bring you far. What would you do if one day you find urself completing ur education? how about the reality that fashion trends change every season? or maybe ur fair-weathered friends would abandon you when the time is ripe. and how much joy can you derive indulging in cars, condos while working your head off simply satisfying this supposed 'purpose' in life? perhaps this is an extremely negative view to the worldly take on stuff you should strive for, but it's when ppl don't have anything deeper and more meaningful to look forward to , that they simply cling on to what can be seen. surely our purpose in life is more than this?
from a student's pov, it always seemed that the purpose in life, at least for the first 20 years of our life, was simply to excel well, fulfil the responsibilities of a child/teenager/student and then when suddenly promos just ended, a sudden emptiness engulfed me. what was i supposed to be doing? each day seemed in the past to be living simply to get over the test the next day. rush home, mug like mad, complain a whole deal, sleep less than a vampire, then regurgitate everything we had suppressed for the past 24 hrs. it was just like a viscious cycle, then all of a sudden the floodgates of freedom was let loose. so wad now?
am i simply yet another person on this earth contributing to global warming by exhaling excessive carbondioxide, consuming countless amt of fossil fuels, killing ants and grass, maybe hurting someone else unconsciously by saying unkind stuff? okay maybe i shdn't be putting down myself so badly, but what exactly are we meant to become? we always say think abt it later, our future is still far ahead, but wake up! we're 17! that's neither too old nor too young. if dreams start from ambitions and ambitions start from young, our youth is simply wasting away. is it because of the education system that we've been imbibed with to think that we must follow this rigid structure of pri-sec-jc life b4 entering uni? then a red carpet route laid out all the way to a comfortable job? purpose that is in my opinion, must be more than just material comfrots, job security.
with a religion, you can say that your purpose in life is already planned out long ago, God has a purpose for each and every of us. it's sth that keeps us gg, when the world seems to be devoid of hope and meaning, we turn to God's word, we pray about it, we know that there's an eternal substance in life. but what if some ppl don't buy that? is it possible to lead a purposeful life yet still staying clear of those worldly pleasures that don't add a single importance in our eventual life?
i probably don't make sense by now, but it's a vague and subjective issue, 'what's our purpose in life'. just happened to strike me when having a conversation with some really gd friends today. i think it's something all of us shd think abt, if that qns hasn't ever crossed your mind, you probably are too caught up already with a purpose (which is though gd, maybe reminding u to reflect on the value of that purpose), or you simply are living a life with no purpose(so it's a wake-up call). as my mind is currently malfunctioning, i've to end here.
To end with a quote 'if a man hasn't discovered something that he would die for, he isn't fit to live'
Pris
across the ages, across the globe, across every single possible divide, any individual would have probably entertained that question at least once in their short interlude on this earth. perhaps for those struggling to even manage 3 meals a day, or keep their families alive, or simply put it, those too preoccupied with the most basic necessities, such a question seems out of bounds because there simply isn't enough time to ponder over a philosophical and intangible issue like 'purpose in life'. what we commonly term purpose can be broken down into longterm objective that one aims to achieve which directs our process to reach this product. i suppose to each his own, so your own definition of purpose might deviate from this general one, but whatever the case, it is something that one abides to for an extensive period in one's life and would be what one is striving for.
clutching onto temporal things in life, including good grades, nice clothes, popularity in ur social circle, 5Cs, cliched as it sounds, wouldn't bring you far. What would you do if one day you find urself completing ur education? how about the reality that fashion trends change every season? or maybe ur fair-weathered friends would abandon you when the time is ripe. and how much joy can you derive indulging in cars, condos while working your head off simply satisfying this supposed 'purpose' in life? perhaps this is an extremely negative view to the worldly take on stuff you should strive for, but it's when ppl don't have anything deeper and more meaningful to look forward to , that they simply cling on to what can be seen. surely our purpose in life is more than this?
from a student's pov, it always seemed that the purpose in life, at least for the first 20 years of our life, was simply to excel well, fulfil the responsibilities of a child/teenager/student and then when suddenly promos just ended, a sudden emptiness engulfed me. what was i supposed to be doing? each day seemed in the past to be living simply to get over the test the next day. rush home, mug like mad, complain a whole deal, sleep less than a vampire, then regurgitate everything we had suppressed for the past 24 hrs. it was just like a viscious cycle, then all of a sudden the floodgates of freedom was let loose. so wad now?
am i simply yet another person on this earth contributing to global warming by exhaling excessive carbondioxide, consuming countless amt of fossil fuels, killing ants and grass, maybe hurting someone else unconsciously by saying unkind stuff? okay maybe i shdn't be putting down myself so badly, but what exactly are we meant to become? we always say think abt it later, our future is still far ahead, but wake up! we're 17! that's neither too old nor too young. if dreams start from ambitions and ambitions start from young, our youth is simply wasting away. is it because of the education system that we've been imbibed with to think that we must follow this rigid structure of pri-sec-jc life b4 entering uni? then a red carpet route laid out all the way to a comfortable job? purpose that is in my opinion, must be more than just material comfrots, job security.
with a religion, you can say that your purpose in life is already planned out long ago, God has a purpose for each and every of us. it's sth that keeps us gg, when the world seems to be devoid of hope and meaning, we turn to God's word, we pray about it, we know that there's an eternal substance in life. but what if some ppl don't buy that? is it possible to lead a purposeful life yet still staying clear of those worldly pleasures that don't add a single importance in our eventual life?
i probably don't make sense by now, but it's a vague and subjective issue, 'what's our purpose in life'. just happened to strike me when having a conversation with some really gd friends today. i think it's something all of us shd think abt, if that qns hasn't ever crossed your mind, you probably are too caught up already with a purpose (which is though gd, maybe reminding u to reflect on the value of that purpose), or you simply are living a life with no purpose(so it's a wake-up call). as my mind is currently malfunctioning, i've to end here.
To end with a quote 'if a man hasn't discovered something that he would die for, he isn't fit to live'
Pris
Monday, October 01, 2007
ooh yay! promos are over FOREVER! and for the life of me i can't understand how that only measly week could have wreaked such upheaval and havoc. but DOUBLE EUU DEE VEE it's over! hallelujah! i'm going to run around on all the usual madcap adventures and do all the crazy things that problematicputridpoohpromos have wrestled from me in that span of time. :]]]
anyhoos.
going out too much is tiring! and i just want to curl up on my bed surrounded by all my delicious new books and devour all of them without ever having to get up. nice soft music in the background [LIKE HSM2'S GOTTA GO YR OWN WAY swoonsss] :D my trusty mug of pristine spring water {{{{: and random assortment of snacks. just draw my curtains switch my phone off and TADAH instant literary heaven.
heehee. i love being a hermit when the time calls. today's my nice hermit day cause ALL the past few days have been MADCAP ADVENTURES GALORE. much like the adventures of gummi bears albeit less uh gelatinous :D
friday was awesome with the final release from urgh promos! went to airport with lei jukie and ben in nicenice cab and we talked all sort of rubbish on the way! like AHEM certain elite people's DIFFERENT WAY OF THINKING :D:D:D and my new language of talking which ben was only supposed to be able to understand! haha tried to cajole sammmm to go but he wanted to go library so he went on a quest to find chicklit for me :D good conquest i daresay
yeah so airport was just random talking and laughing haha and lei and i can BANTER with each other with much ferocity! RAWR. but allyship is an unfair thing, cause even the SUPOSSEDLY impartial SWITZERLAND JUKIE has tendencies to take sides D: nonono jukie! no! DDD: and ben is a bigbadboy who takes advantage of the limitations of msn haha and the people's weaknesses to eye gouging. YUCKS
saturday was family shopping day woots! i love joop i love pretty wear! and i hearts bigbig my papa mommy and meimei and we ate alot of rubbish food like seoul garden so now i'm getting fatter and fatter and pudgier and pudgier and soon lei will start crushing me cause i've turned into a big fat white fishball. eww.
haha oh yea and sunday was THE rocks! this is like some recollection thingy and it's getting boringgg i dont like blogging when there's exciting stuffs happening haha so unexciting to blog! heh i'll use my powderful gp summary skills and just say cell was wonderful and service was really good reflection and orcharding with ama cheryl tim jerome was the bomb and meeting wenjun and gayganzz and tanzhenz was shrill-screamingly fun to say the least :D heehee yay i hope open house is fun!
alphabetical ftw :D
haha and prettydates and ahem selegie tauhuey and SIMPANG PRATA and tennis and squash and quiet time and prayer buddies and marathon conference calls and yay youyouyouyouyouyouyouyou for making it all so worth the while <3333
-anne
anyhoos.
going out too much is tiring! and i just want to curl up on my bed surrounded by all my delicious new books and devour all of them without ever having to get up. nice soft music in the background [LIKE HSM2'S GOTTA GO YR OWN WAY swoonsss] :D my trusty mug of pristine spring water {{{{: and random assortment of snacks. just draw my curtains switch my phone off and TADAH instant literary heaven.
heehee. i love being a hermit when the time calls. today's my nice hermit day cause ALL the past few days have been MADCAP ADVENTURES GALORE. much like the adventures of gummi bears albeit less uh gelatinous :D
friday was awesome with the final release from urgh promos! went to airport with lei jukie and ben in nicenice cab and we talked all sort of rubbish on the way! like AHEM certain elite people's DIFFERENT WAY OF THINKING :D:D:D and my new language of talking which ben was only supposed to be able to understand! haha tried to cajole sammmm to go but he wanted to go library so he went on a quest to find chicklit for me :D good conquest i daresay
yeah so airport was just random talking and laughing haha and lei and i can BANTER with each other with much ferocity! RAWR. but allyship is an unfair thing, cause even the SUPOSSEDLY impartial SWITZERLAND JUKIE has tendencies to take sides D: nonono jukie! no! DDD: and ben is a bigbadboy who takes advantage of the limitations of msn haha and the people's weaknesses to eye gouging. YUCKS
saturday was family shopping day woots! i love joop i love pretty wear! and i hearts bigbig my papa mommy and meimei and we ate alot of rubbish food like seoul garden so now i'm getting fatter and fatter and pudgier and pudgier and soon lei will start crushing me cause i've turned into a big fat white fishball. eww.
haha oh yea and sunday was THE rocks! this is like some recollection thingy and it's getting boringgg i dont like blogging when there's exciting stuffs happening haha so unexciting to blog! heh i'll use my powderful gp summary skills and just say cell was wonderful and service was really good reflection and orcharding with ama cheryl tim jerome was the bomb and meeting wenjun and gayganzz and tanzhenz was shrill-screamingly fun to say the least :D heehee yay i hope open house is fun!
alphabetical ftw :D
haha and prettydates and ahem selegie tauhuey and SIMPANG PRATA and tennis and squash and quiet time and prayer buddies and marathon conference calls and yay youyouyouyouyouyouyouyou for making it all so worth the while <3333
-anne
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