Heeding Advice

I’m sure everyone has been offered advice at some point in time, even when you didn’t ask for it. When all goes well, great, but the problem comes when the advice goes wrong or doesn’t solve the problem. Now who is to be blamed? The advisor, or the “advisee”?

For anyone to dispense advice, it goes to show that he is willing to have a personal stake in our problems when really he doesn’t have to. Just because the advice is there doesn’t mean you have to take it.

Most people who give advice do it based on their past experiences 'I wouldn’t do it if I were you', based on their preferences or based on their own prejudices. How much this applies to our situation is almost like reading about our daily horoscopes. Is this really going to happen to all the Virgos in the world? Is this really going to work for me?

Perhaps we are all afraid to make mistakes, afraid to make decisions, afraid to live with the consequences of a wrong move. That is why we seek other people’s opinions, we ask for advice, hoping to avoid other people’s mistakes, hoping to learn from other people’s lessons so that our lives will be smooth sailing. However, I think we develop strengths and principles when things don’t go our way. That is why we just have to trust our own instincts to do the thing that works for us.

If we fail, we learn, but at least we are responsible for the making of ourselves.

I've picked up the habit of reading my horoscope ad tarot cards again, it seems like something about them always facinates me. XD

Hiro is coming home next week after 3 event-filled years!! Web-cam sessions and postcards just won't cut it. Man, I missed him. Wonder how he'll come back to be.... a much more Mature (with a capitalised M, intelligent guy? Stays as crazy and impulse driven as ever? Or just being good old Hiro?
Whatever, we'll soon find out ;)

Fine, Vines and trying times

Sleep eludes me for weird reasons..Mr Sandman has been late again and again for the past few days. Not good, leaving me zombie stricken these few days. >.<
Failed my nafa running. Urgh, my classmates comforted me by telling me there's a chance i might have run an extra lap. If I really did, I should just charge straight into the wall. On the other hand, I'll be keeping in shape. In any case, I've to run ALONE again tomorrow! T.T OmG! After the intense run today, i'll collapse running, yikes!

Haydnites at TPJC told me lil' monster laughs at her own jokes, which happens only lil' monster will understand at lunch. Bleuh.. I had a great laugh today ^.^ An hour's lunch filled with tears of laughter and a meaningful b'day song. Wow, quite an accomplishment over lunch HaAhHaAh.

Attended a family gathering yesterday before violin class. Gosh, Crystal (somewhat my cousin of 19) is turning me into a gossip-monger! Turns out she's in CO too! Whieee! What a fine coincidence!

Tomorrow's probably a hell of a day. Be ready to stink up the facility~
Lil' Monster XD
ps: hard as i have to try, i know i can't quit

In the spur of the moment.. I wrote a poem!

Caught a glimpse of a web in my violin teacher's garden and I went all poetic in an instant.. enjoy! XD
I try to catch the sunlight
You're drawing down the moon
You know
That some small flying thing
Will be here soon

I'm casting into cyberspace
The tendrils of my web
A hungry, unknown artist
Not
Another dull celeb

The beauty of my photograph
Will catch you if it can
Spinning world illusions
All for unsuspecting men

I ask you
For a little while
To stick with me
Immersed in poem-pictures
Life suspended
On the cyber-tree

The web of grandma spider
Will drain you of your blood
While
Cocoons of poem-pictures
Can transform your mood

If you think you are a caterpillar
Climbing up a leaf
I bring a transformation
And a solace for your grief

Unlike the hairy spider
I am not a creeping thief
From your dreary daily burdens
I bring relief

If looking into beauty
You fear that you will die
I offer you a rebirth
See
A butterfly

The Most Obnoxious Sound.. .. .. ..

.. .. .. ..Is the inter-connected phone RINGINGGGGGG RINGGGINGGG RINGGGGINGGGGGGG at 5:30am, and it's all the way across the bedside table, so you can't reach it with your sleepy, fumbling attempts at picking it up and slamming it back down. Your Dad is leaving London this morning, and so his wake up call is at 5:30am. You don't have to be up until 9:30, but everyone else is at snooze mode accept for my Dad whose in the shower and there's no one here to make the screeching of the phone stop. And you're half asleep, so it sounds even louder than it is. Slow motion, high-pitched, echoing, blasting, ringing. Never ending. The other end of the phone wants to make COMPLETELY sure you're awake. So it rings 400 million times, which is very thorough of them.. But it is the last thing you want to experience when you're half asleep, groggy, cranky, and trying to keep your eyes closed so you don't wake up completely and feel inclined to then blog about your trying, unfortunate situation. I think you can guess how it, inevitably, all worked out in the end. So I'm very inclined to blog about my trying situation.

I've got this eggie feeling that people at school feels that i'm being obnoxious. Boy, is that the word? Well, sometimes I don't greet people I see because I thought maybe they didn't see me, or something just came over me that made me superbly self-concious of late. Even teachers, no, ONE teacher particularly gave me that sense. Or maybe i'm just too LOUD people no longer thinks I feel shame and uncertainties too. Well at least ex-prcsians and a haydnite was always there to make me feel right at place and there's at least someone who never fails to catch my slightest wave as I struggle with my self-conciousness. So I thank you and hope tha tit will stay.

Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Michael Jackson was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no, no

P.S: you know I really wish I needn't admit it, I miss M.J