randomising life

i m beginning to accept the fact that i m not a professionalist.

being a generalist means, u r interested in many things, but might not become an expert in it. hmm. dat's really true of me. but i use to hate it, hence not accepting it.

i like almost every lecture now. i like walking on the street, alone or with a fren or with a bunch of frens. i like cooking 2gether with flatmates. i enjoy beeston shopping days. i dun hate cleaning my room/bathroom. i dun hate washing up. i like my room though still hs room for improvement.

hmm. maybe it's just cos i m not really really doing much work yet. when pressure piles up on me, i m surely going to hate the whole world again. it's just a matter of emotions n perceptions. everything in the world is just so.. psychologically related. :)

though haven't been sitting down and thinking of 'what should i be when i grow up' kinda question, but sometimes in the middle of resting, walking, dreaming or wtv, it just crosses my mind dat, if i do this do dat, my life will be so fun. but in reality, there is still many things to learn to cope with to think of to consider... i m still acting like a child idealising my future. but in the same time, i feel i m growing up, mentally as well.

life is just so.. ironic; so unexpected yet so predictable, so beautiful yet so ugly, so intriguing yet so dull, so fast yet so slow, so simple yet so complicated...

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i dunno wat am i drawing on to.. but for now, i m content, with wat i hv and wat i hd. to think abt the past n to regret it is the stupidest thing to do but we never will be able to resolve this mindset of ours. learning from mistake is so simple a theory yet so hard to practicalise it.

y m i so philosphical all of a sudden.

i think i need some yoga.

signing off in 5 seconds, 4, 3, 2, 1.












inspired by: a random self.