Towers

My little magnetic humans. Haha.

Human Behaviour

Confirmation Bias

The tendency to remember events that confirm our beliefs and ignore those that contradict it.

New year, new start

Monday, 25/1/2010


2009 seemed to fly past just like that. I have to remind myself that it's already 2010 whenever I write dates. Looking back, it feels as though it wasn't long ago that I was working for SYF and in Say Cheeze. Then uni came and everything went on fast forward, and some things changed, for better or for worse, I guess only time can tell.

True enough, we reminisce, and people say we can learn from history. But history is afterall, history; there is only so much we can learn from it. We can't go back, or try everything again. Sometimes, the past has to stay in the past, and we can only look to the future and hope for the better. I'm not asking for anyone to agree with me, I'm merely stating my view. To people whom I've promised things, or said that I would do something, and end up not fulfilling it, I'm sorry. I am human after all, and humans make mistakes; they're unable to make everyone happy at the same time. That's what I'm learning slowly, that not every situation is a win-win in real life. I'm not trying to make up excuses for the wrongs I've done in the past, but I just want people to understand that I'm just an ordinary girl who have her own aspirations, thoughts, and feelings. To all my friends who have shared with me their fun and laughter, let's have some fun together again! Haha. And to my family and loved ones, even though they might not be reading this, I just want to say thank you for teaching me that sometimes joy lies in the simplest of things.

Seems like a reflection post. Haha. All I know now is that studies are top priority, or I would be wasting my parents' hard-eaned money. But of course, family is just as important, which I have realised, having spent weekdays in hall and seeing how much my family misses me when I return home during the weekends. I can't wait for this sem to be over! Then loooooooooonnnnnggg holiday...... Lol.


P.S. Sorry about the skin, I haven't got round to changing it due to the imcompatability issues and stuff.

Loss

Sunday, 22/12/2009


There is something nagging at me but I dunno what. Like an empty space calling for my attention, it just perpertuates itself, spreading out, consuming my focus, my being. I really dunno what is it.

An empty space which used to be filled up with doubts, but also laughter and comfort.
It's eating at me.

Why is the human heart so capable of having so many compartments, each with such mixed feelings, that one does not know his/her direction?

I am lost. Lost in happiness, in sorrow; lost in thought, in confusion, in me.

Light, and the absence of light

Friday, 14/11/2009


If we have nothing to fear about light, why do we need to fear darkness?
Darkness is just the absence of light, not a separate alien entity on its own.
As long as you fill the unknown with knowledge, the nothingness becomes less overwhelming, less suffocating, and not so fearsome.


-Musings of the day by lyn-

I miss those times.....

Thursday, 29/10/2009

Random stuff that I used to do (on long train rides)




Receipt from 'Say Cheeze'


















Hardworkingness(for studies) = {Amount of input for studies} / (Play + Sleep + Time spent with loved ones + Responsibilties + Commitments/ Interests)

There might be such things as fairytales, but only you have the ability to make it happen.

Fencing is a form of art, not a sabre race to determine who is the speediest, most ruthless and most violent.

The well of knowledge comes from deep within oneself; the will to learn, to discover, and to understand.

A good dance never fails to make the heart pound with excitement in tandem to the beat and rhythm of the music.

What is true love?

Love goes beyond making your other half happy. It involves compromises, sacrifices, keeping faith and loving the other person's flaws and perfection. In short, everything that you've learnt in life. (I know, sorta an anti-climax here. I didn't know how to end it. Haha.)

Heroic ventures

tend to make the female heart

flutter with anticipation, tension;

turn like flapjacks

on a frying pan,
melt like butter on a hot toast.

(A haiku turned poem halfway.)

Sunday, 11/10/09

Love is fragile, like the flutter of gossamer wings;

yet love is strong, that it can withstand the forces of time.

-Brought to u by musings of the day by Lyn-