(I know I should be sleeping actually, but oh wells! I don't mind sacrificing my sleep for things I really want/like to do. Let me say my piece.)

I love reading blogs. Love is an understatement. I really enjoy. Blogs as in those that have depth please. Those that tells more about what they think and feel, less of what they actually do physically.

Kinda read from fb that this 7th month gonna be nasty. Not about those stuffs, but it is said there would be deadly natural disasters. Reason being this year is a tiger year. (Ya they have their own logic, I don't know how to explain.)

People thought Singapore would be spared from natural disasters. What is happening recently? Floods, strong winds, tree collapsing, etc. It makes me wonder a lot of what if that might happen.

Just the other day during Medsoc while doing newspaper analysis, there was this article about someone innocent being killed, then they (people responsible for her death) tried to ask another person who looks like her to impose as her and tell everyone that she did not die. This. Is. So. Bloody. Sad.

When you think about death, actually, what is it that people fears about it? I remember last time one of my swiss senior wrote about this topic, and said something about people fear it because we don't know what happens when we die. True. Most people (including me) would think that dying means losing all sense. Even losing the sense of dying. But it is just a guess. No one knows what would happen. And whether people would experience different things or not.

Recently I kinda realised, there are a lot people out there, dreaming of being someone yet not really working on it. I know geniuses daydream everyday, but they plan, they implement, that's why they are successful. That really explains why we are not geniuses. We all need to start from scratch.

I think it's really interesting to hear how supposed successful people (saying this because people have different definition for successful) talk about their past. How they struggled to achieve. How they worked hard. How they pulled through. How they become like this. It really gives me the motivation.

After surviving all these projects, I am slowly beginning to understand the sense of achievement/accomplishment/satisfaction people get when results are shown because they put in their all. I realised quite a while ago, that I enjoyed doing project's allocated part. I say so because I would just do and do and lose track of time.

Sometimes people think the world is unfair. Yes, it's unfair. It's unfair that you are leaving in Singapore yet people in africa are there starving. Let's not compare with only one factor alright?

I believe in organisation. I believe in self-discipline. I believe in planning. But sometimes, I believe in slacking too.

Labels: Thoughts

(I know I should be sleeping actually, but oh wells! I don't mind sacrificing my sleep for things I really want/like to do. Let me say my piece.)

I love reading blogs. Love is an understatement. I really enjoy. Blogs as in those that have depth please. Those that tells more about what they think and feel, less of what they actually do physically.

Kinda read from fb that this 7th month gonna be nasty. Not about those stuffs, but it is said there would be deadly natural disasters. Reason being this year is a tiger year. (Ya they have their own logic, I don't know how to explain.)

People thought Singapore would be spared from natural disasters. What is happening recently? Floods, strong winds, tree collapsing, etc. It makes me wonder a lot of what if that might happen.

Just the other day during Medsoc while doing newspaper analysis, there was this article about someone innocent being killed, then they (people responsible for her death) tried to ask another person who looks like her to impose as her and tell everyone that she did not die. This. Is. So. Bloody. Sad.

When you think about death, actually, what is it that people fears about it? I remember last time one of my swiss senior wrote about this topic, and said something about people fear it because we don't know what happens when we die. True. Most people (including me) would think that dying means losing all sense. Even losing the sense of dying. But it is just a guess. No one knows what would happen. And whether people would experience different things or not.

Recently I kinda realised, there are a lot people out there, dreaming of being someone yet not really working on it. I know geniuses daydream everyday, but they plan, they implement, that's why they are successful. That really explains why we are not geniuses. We all need to start from scratch.

I think it's really interesting to hear how supposed successful people (saying this because people have different definition for successful) talk about their past. How they struggled to achieve. How they worked hard. How they pulled through. How they become like this. It really gives me the motivation.

After surviving all these projects, I am slowly beginning to understand the sense of achievement/accomplishment/satisfaction people get when results are shown because they put in their all. I realised quite a while ago, that I enjoyed doing project's allocated part. I say so because I would just do and do and lose track of time.

Sometimes people think the world is unfair. Yes, it's unfair. It's unfair that you are leaving in Singapore yet people in africa are there starving. Let's not compare with only one factor alright?

I believe in organisation. I believe in self-discipline. I believe in planning. But sometimes, I believe in slacking too.

Labels: Thoughts