In life

This situation we never escaped from
Where we got trapped to a void beyond
Our wildest imagination, our wildest dream
A suffering within, that no one feels

The places I would love to see

If only life were as beautiful

As the fjords of Norway

Or snowy fields of Alaska

I would live each and every day

With zest and hopefulness

If only life were as relaxing

As a stroll in the streets of Italy

Or a walk in the beach of Phuket

I would be blessed and happy

And live my life without regret

If only life were as free

As running on the grassy field in Switzerland

Or a swim in the great Pacific Ocean

There would never be any day

I would live in sadness

If only life were as vibrant

As walking on the streets of France

Or Japan's summer festival dance

Life would never be dull, never be colourless

For its colours would come alive

If only life were as tranquil

As the sunset in Kuta, Bali

Or a walk in Russia's green fields

Life would be a blissful place to live

Where I will always get a sense of peace

If only life were as amazing

As the places I would love to see

I would always live each day of my life

As the most beautiful day of my life

Selfish?

Maybe I've changed.

Maybe I've not

I may be someone else now

Not the old me anymore

Maybe I just evolved

With "me" still within me

Why? And how?

I am confused, baffled

Is it wrong?

Is it normal

Am I thinking too much?

Or it's the truth that's true.

Maybe I've changed

Maybe they have changed

I am not them,

They are not me

What else could I be?

I am me, am I?

The future

Life is like a chess game. If you are worried of your next move, then the game will not move on.

I thought of this today after I had a wonderful talk with one of my lecturer and some of my classmates. We were talking about careers. The future, the opportunities, the options and more. It was really interesting. Sometimes it makes me wonder that oh, there are more options in the future that I can have.

Do I really have that much options?

And come to think of it, when I finish my education in poly, where will I go? University? Or will I go to work? Or will I go back to my hometown?

No one knows the answer, not even me. I don't know what will happen, what may happen and how. All I know is that ultimately, I am trying to do something I passionately love. Be it music, science, cooking, photography.

Something is missing isn't it?

Sometimes I wonder what will happen in the future. What will I do, and will I enjoy it. Come to think of it, my journey that leads myself to where I am now is quite amazing. I am a Biomed student now. All I ever thought was going to JC after secondary school. And there goes DPA, and here I am taking a diploma in Biomedical Science.

Life can be unpredictable sometimes. It may be useless to predict or hope of what's going to happen. I didn't expect myself to land in poly. It feels weird. But no, I will not regret my choice. This is a decision that I made myself. And I knew in my heart that this is what I want. Even though there are times where I simply ponder, why did I go to DBS?

Why didn't I go to DMAT for example. I love music and that's the course for me. Or perhaps I should go to food science. Because I love cooking. And so why did I choose DBS? Because not only I love science, I aspire one day to be a doctor that saves lives. If not, I want to be a researcher that can find the cures to many diseases. Cancer is one of them.

Life is a mysterious thing. But it is its mysteriousness that makes it such an amazing thing. We always wonder, we always ponder to why this and that happen. But sometimes they are just simply unexplainable, simply left with no answers. And all that we can do, is to simply move on in life.

The journey with so many bumps, the journey with so many turns. It's a never ending stretch of road that are filled with amazing views, and visited occasionally with storms. So, there are times we enjoy, and times we abhor. But what's great about the journey?

Its unpredictability.

18

It's been 18 years since I write

A book I called life.

Filled with my wrongs and rights

I carried on as new chapters arrive

It's been 18 years since I sing

A song I called life

The smile, the tears and the anger

That made my repertoire a beautiful piece

It's been 18 years since I dance

A dance I called life

The waltz, the salsa and the jive

That never fail to spice up my journey

It's been 18 years since I travel

In a journey I called life

The challenges, the joy, the pain I have raveled

Made this journey all worthwhile

It's been 18 years since I play

In a game I called life

Its ups and downs, twists and turns

Never fail to make me grown stronger

18 years have passed, lots more to come

The lessons I have learnt

The problems I have overcome

Shall be carried together with me

To continue this lovely mix of wonderful things

We called life

Happy Birthday to me :)

Difference

Today I went for a reunion with my primary school friends. Only to realise how much we have all grown up now. We are not who we were. We are who we are now.

And well I felt a sense of awkwardness just now. And a bit of ignored. But well I guess I can't blame it on them to just simply talk to me. I felt this "distance" between us. They were a clique, I was not. It felt like I'm not a part of them. Even though we were once in the same class.

Even though we were once playing and laughing together.

Perhaps it's the difference of cultures we lived in. Or the different ways we were being brought up. Ultimately, the difference in place we spent this eight years up. I am in Singapore, they are here. So ultimately the way they live their lives are different.

I can't totally blame them.

I guess I'll just have to accept the fact that this is the disadvantage of being a foreign student. To emphasise. being a foreign student since young but anyway. I gotta live with it. No choice fretting over it abd blaming one another, including myself.

I just hope that we can still meet up in the future and that we can still contact together. I don't want to put our relationship at stake so yeah.

I'll just hope.

Freedom

Today, I watched "The Best Job In The World" on Natgeo travel channel. It was a fantastic show about how this guy (Ben) got the so called best job in the world as a caretaker of the great barrier reef. All he had to do was to stay on a resort and blog about the barrier reef for a period of time. Well I didn't know all the details but that's about it.

I would really really love to do that too. I can't imagine the feeling of freedom that I will have as I do this job. And the fact that I really love blogging, it's realy awesome isn't it.

And I just think for a moment. And I think, living a life without seeing the world is one of the biggest regret that one could have. I also wish that before I die, I want to let my eyes see the sights of the world, my ears to hear the voice of the world, and myself to be immersed in the culture of other countries.

It's really wonderful, the world that is. And it would be such a waste if one (if given the chance) doesn't see and feel it.

And I believe, everyone has the chance and the opportunity to see the world. Perhaps it's their fate and willingness to do so.

Ciao