Understanding when being used as an adjective,
It means...
Characterized by or having comprehension, good sense, or discernment.
Compassionate; sympathetic.
How i wish people around me are more understanding...
If only the people around me understands me,
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
When you use HEART instead of BRAIN.
Watched a movie yesterday and somewhat i was able to relate the story to reality. The differences between men and women and how these differences in thoughts led to miscommunications and how this type of miscommunications led to the loss of opportunities and or what we commonly known as 'timing'.
We were all young once. As in for me, at my age now and i looked back, there are several things that i have regrets over and it is not possible for one to say live without any regrets, live everyday to the fullest. Somehow some of these regrets are so impactful that once in a while when we spend time with ourselves, these images will start to float around in our minds. We can never forget the kind of painful feeling no matter how hard we tried and have tried to get rid of. My friend said that its simply because i couldnt let go and therefore i cant move on. I am moving on but how is it possible for someone to let go of something that was once so precious? I guessed thats the part that my friend couldnt feel for me. I had to let go because i have no other choice. I had move on because i have to. Doesnt mean that by moving on, we are able to drop all these. It could be hidden somewhere deep within. A scar is always there and will always be there. It will only fade off but it doesnt drop off.
Have you ever tried missing someone so much that it has affected your daily routine? Have you ever be so interested in someone's life when they has got nothing to do with you anymore? Someone who has become a stranger to you without having to even quarrel with. Someone who just left your life and left your sight just so naturally. Even when you happen to bump into that person one day, the kind of feeling is still so strong yet awkward. So awkward that it is only a mere exchange of acknowledgement just by a slight nodding. Sometimes we question why relationships, true relationships are so bitter and so hard to swallow and yet the memories it has left behind is still somewhat sweet. Even if you get to live your life again, you would probably choose the same route, even when there is no ending or perhaps you know that the ending would be a tragedy.
Somehow things were so much simplier before.
You dont question.
You dont expect.
You dont worry.
You dont ...
You dont ...
You dont ...
The complexity of human's mind,
The senitivity of human's heart,
The complication of the human's society.
Things are just so different now.
If only i can revert to the time whereby i use more of my HEART than my BRAIN.
We were all young once. As in for me, at my age now and i looked back, there are several things that i have regrets over and it is not possible for one to say live without any regrets, live everyday to the fullest. Somehow some of these regrets are so impactful that once in a while when we spend time with ourselves, these images will start to float around in our minds. We can never forget the kind of painful feeling no matter how hard we tried and have tried to get rid of. My friend said that its simply because i couldnt let go and therefore i cant move on. I am moving on but how is it possible for someone to let go of something that was once so precious? I guessed thats the part that my friend couldnt feel for me. I had to let go because i have no other choice. I had move on because i have to. Doesnt mean that by moving on, we are able to drop all these. It could be hidden somewhere deep within. A scar is always there and will always be there. It will only fade off but it doesnt drop off.
Have you ever tried missing someone so much that it has affected your daily routine? Have you ever be so interested in someone's life when they has got nothing to do with you anymore? Someone who has become a stranger to you without having to even quarrel with. Someone who just left your life and left your sight just so naturally. Even when you happen to bump into that person one day, the kind of feeling is still so strong yet awkward. So awkward that it is only a mere exchange of acknowledgement just by a slight nodding. Sometimes we question why relationships, true relationships are so bitter and so hard to swallow and yet the memories it has left behind is still somewhat sweet. Even if you get to live your life again, you would probably choose the same route, even when there is no ending or perhaps you know that the ending would be a tragedy.
Somehow things were so much simplier before.
You dont question.
You dont expect.
You dont worry.
You dont ...
You dont ...
You dont ...
The complexity of human's mind,
The senitivity of human's heart,
The complication of the human's society.
Things are just so different now.
If only i can revert to the time whereby i use more of my HEART than my BRAIN.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Childhood Memories
Today while having lunch with my family, my mother mentioned something.
She said that on Mother's Day, our ex-neighbour, who had moved to Ang Mo Kio for around 8 years? came back to visit her. I've been staying here since the age of 13. This family was one of the 1st hand owners of that apartment opposite of mine. I vaguely remembered that they had a pair of twin sisters and a younger boy. The reason in which they moved was for the benefit of their children, being able to get into good schools. My mother said that we were of good terms and their children had been to our house, sat on my mum's bed and watched television. Frankly, i dont remember any of those. What appeared to be surprising to both my mother and i was the fact that one of the twin sisters came back, now aged 16, that day, with a flower for my mother. She said that she missed this place very much and preferred staying here. My brother did enlightened me a little. He asked me if i could remember my ex-neighbours. Those that i had prior to moving into Tampines. Of course i remembered Nani, our neigbour.I've helped her with homework before.(But well, most of the times we played rather than study), I remembered my mother would stand at the door talking to nani's mother. I remembered 13th floor Alvin(I still remembered that his school was St Hilda's).I remembered the 9th and 3rd floor boys whom i used to play with. Definitely, i remembered exactly how the place looked like and what games i used to play. Those were indeed deeply imprint in my memory although i may not remember how they look like and i doubt i can recognise anyone of them even if they stand in front of me now. I dont have any photographs of anyone of them but the memory was, sweet.
I thought to myself, the power of childhood memories are not to be underestimated.Like what Dan always say :" You may not remember how a person looks like or may have forgotten their names BUT, you will never forget how a person makes you FEEL." Probably in the them, the eyes of primary school kids, my mother was really nice to them.
Nowadays neighbours are no longer as close as before. I wonder what are some of the childhood memories that our kids have now? Computer games? Enrichment lessons? Perhaps all their memories are contained in the school they are attending. Schools are no longer a place whereby pupils go, study and return home, like how we used to be. Pupils of the present, spend longer time in schools.
Then it sets me thinking,
will any of my pupils remember who i am when they gets older?
Am i part of the sweet childhood memories that they'll hold dearly?
Treasure the time you have with your loved ones.
Create those great moments together with them.
Make them 'FEEL'.
She said that on Mother's Day, our ex-neighbour, who had moved to Ang Mo Kio for around 8 years? came back to visit her. I've been staying here since the age of 13. This family was one of the 1st hand owners of that apartment opposite of mine. I vaguely remembered that they had a pair of twin sisters and a younger boy. The reason in which they moved was for the benefit of their children, being able to get into good schools. My mother said that we were of good terms and their children had been to our house, sat on my mum's bed and watched television. Frankly, i dont remember any of those. What appeared to be surprising to both my mother and i was the fact that one of the twin sisters came back, now aged 16, that day, with a flower for my mother. She said that she missed this place very much and preferred staying here. My brother did enlightened me a little. He asked me if i could remember my ex-neighbours. Those that i had prior to moving into Tampines. Of course i remembered Nani, our neigbour.I've helped her with homework before.(But well, most of the times we played rather than study), I remembered my mother would stand at the door talking to nani's mother. I remembered 13th floor Alvin(I still remembered that his school was St Hilda's).I remembered the 9th and 3rd floor boys whom i used to play with. Definitely, i remembered exactly how the place looked like and what games i used to play. Those were indeed deeply imprint in my memory although i may not remember how they look like and i doubt i can recognise anyone of them even if they stand in front of me now. I dont have any photographs of anyone of them but the memory was, sweet.
I thought to myself, the power of childhood memories are not to be underestimated.Like what Dan always say :" You may not remember how a person looks like or may have forgotten their names BUT, you will never forget how a person makes you FEEL." Probably in the them, the eyes of primary school kids, my mother was really nice to them.
Nowadays neighbours are no longer as close as before. I wonder what are some of the childhood memories that our kids have now? Computer games? Enrichment lessons? Perhaps all their memories are contained in the school they are attending. Schools are no longer a place whereby pupils go, study and return home, like how we used to be. Pupils of the present, spend longer time in schools.
Then it sets me thinking,
will any of my pupils remember who i am when they gets older?
Am i part of the sweet childhood memories that they'll hold dearly?
Treasure the time you have with your loved ones.
Create those great moments together with them.
Make them 'FEEL'.
Friday, May 20, 2011
How are you?
Wong, Dan and myself, we were just casually chatting about some of the common people that we know. We started to "analyse" these people. Some looked haggard, some looked tired, so on and so forth. So I asked Wong, what do you think of me? How do I look?
He replied, busy yet happy.
I'm rather satisfied with his answer because this is exactly how I feel.
When it comes to workload, i think its either i've gotten used to the amount of work i'm being tasked to do or, i really have a lighter workload this year. To me, up till now, though i am till busy, i can cope. And therefore i feel happier.
When it comes to marking, i'm glad to have the other 3 of them who constantly mugged and marked together with me at the airport. I'm much more efficient and effective and most importantly, not as demoralising because we're all on the same ship. And therefore i feel happier.
When it comes to personal time, i think Dan came into my life at the right timing, which gives me the extra motivation to move on. Small little surprises along the way and the breakfast sure help.Having him to accompany me in whatever i'm doing, makes the burden feels lighter. Life is indeed different with Dan around. Its good to have him around. And therefore i feel happier.
When it comes to class, i'd say that this year, some of the pupils are more motivated and they're able to auto-pilot. That makes my life easier. Explanation is also much easier. I need to give myself a good pat on the shoulder, i think i've build their foundation well. I feel good when i see them progressing steadily. And therefore i feel happier.
Indeed, i still have a few projs on hand but i'm indeed working happily.
And, i asked Wong, so how do i look like last year?
He said, angry, irritated and frustrated.(*ahems just like how Dan is this year :P )
I totally agree with him.
Perhaps i can conclude that once we've been through all those processes and experiences, it does make us more productive, confident and effective. Life as it is, always tough at the beginning.
Perseverance is indeed the key for brighter tomorrow.
What say you?
And...
How are you?
He replied, busy yet happy.
I'm rather satisfied with his answer because this is exactly how I feel.
When it comes to workload, i think its either i've gotten used to the amount of work i'm being tasked to do or, i really have a lighter workload this year. To me, up till now, though i am till busy, i can cope. And therefore i feel happier.
When it comes to marking, i'm glad to have the other 3 of them who constantly mugged and marked together with me at the airport. I'm much more efficient and effective and most importantly, not as demoralising because we're all on the same ship. And therefore i feel happier.
When it comes to personal time, i think Dan came into my life at the right timing, which gives me the extra motivation to move on. Small little surprises along the way and the breakfast sure help.Having him to accompany me in whatever i'm doing, makes the burden feels lighter. Life is indeed different with Dan around. Its good to have him around. And therefore i feel happier.
When it comes to class, i'd say that this year, some of the pupils are more motivated and they're able to auto-pilot. That makes my life easier. Explanation is also much easier. I need to give myself a good pat on the shoulder, i think i've build their foundation well. I feel good when i see them progressing steadily. And therefore i feel happier.
Indeed, i still have a few projs on hand but i'm indeed working happily.
And, i asked Wong, so how do i look like last year?
He said, angry, irritated and frustrated.(*ahems just like how Dan is this year :P )
I totally agree with him.
Perhaps i can conclude that once we've been through all those processes and experiences, it does make us more productive, confident and effective. Life as it is, always tough at the beginning.
Perseverance is indeed the key for brighter tomorrow.
What say you?
And...
How are you?
Monday, February 28, 2011
Cluttered
There are times whereby you feel so cluttered that nothing seems help you to free yourself.
These unhealthy clutters seemed to be there since ions ago and it has always been ignored and therefore it was allowed to be snowballed into a situation that you just cant seem to get out of.
A vicious cycle.
It just keeps on repeating itself, no matter how much you hated it.
A cycle is a cycle.
On certain good days, there would be someone who is there to share the burden.
On certain good days, there would be people there to give you good advice.
On certain good days, there would be a rainbow somewhere.
Yet good days are hard to come by...
Now its more of no matter what advice others have been giving,
regardless whom it came from.
It just seem so confusing and redundant.
What do i want?
I questioned myself.
And.. the worst is, i cant answer that.
So,
What do i want?
These unhealthy clutters seemed to be there since ions ago and it has always been ignored and therefore it was allowed to be snowballed into a situation that you just cant seem to get out of.
A vicious cycle.
It just keeps on repeating itself, no matter how much you hated it.
A cycle is a cycle.
On certain good days, there would be someone who is there to share the burden.
On certain good days, there would be people there to give you good advice.
On certain good days, there would be a rainbow somewhere.
Yet good days are hard to come by...
Now its more of no matter what advice others have been giving,
regardless whom it came from.
It just seem so confusing and redundant.
What do i want?
I questioned myself.
And.. the worst is, i cant answer that.
So,
What do i want?
Sunday, January 16, 2011
First-timer
Since young, i've been a scardey cat.
Therefore, i cannot be left alone.
I am afraid of darkness,
I am claustrophobic, afraid of enclosed areas,
I am afraid of heights,
and there are 1001 things i'm afraid of...
Because of that, i find all means not to get involved in anything relating to my fears.
No matter how much persuasion has been put in to push me.
Recently, i've really tried many things which i never knew i could.
Well, people do grow up.
Things that we do not dare to attempt, doesnt mean we will continue to hold fear in it forever.
I realised that there are things which i can do too.
I'm just like a kid,
Experiencing my life all over again.
Its never too late, to be a first-timer,
At least i've been there done that.
Therefore, i cannot be left alone.
I am afraid of darkness,
I am claustrophobic, afraid of enclosed areas,
I am afraid of heights,
and there are 1001 things i'm afraid of...
Because of that, i find all means not to get involved in anything relating to my fears.
No matter how much persuasion has been put in to push me.
Recently, i've really tried many things which i never knew i could.
Well, people do grow up.
Things that we do not dare to attempt, doesnt mean we will continue to hold fear in it forever.
I realised that there are things which i can do too.
I'm just like a kid,
Experiencing my life all over again.
Its never too late, to be a first-timer,
At least i've been there done that.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
1st week of school
Actually... i do not know how to describe the kind of feeling i'm having.
Neither happy nor sad, yet its not neutral either.
I have a...
... i dont want to be in this level feeling.
and... i just dont feel like opening my mouth.
Neither happy nor sad, yet its not neutral either.
I have a...
... i dont want to be in this level feeling.
and... i just dont feel like opening my mouth.
Monday, January 3, 2011
A good start
It was rather different this year,
to how i countdown to 2011.
I wasnt with my usual clique waiting to shoot fireworks,
being in the midst of a crowd.
Yet,
I was still able to appreciate the beauty of the fireworks.
Was on the highway, car cruising.
Chatting, laughing and relaxing.
With great company and fantastic night scape of Singapore.
Not in a crowd but just 4 of us.
When time strikes 12am, the cars horn it loud,
I wanted so much to shout it loud.
We saw the fireworks and we hear it loud.
2011, start it loud.
We decided on 85,
local food we like it best.
Bak Chor Mee, Satays and Chicken Wings,
not to miss out the sugar cane.
With a big lolipop to start a year,
how sweet i think the year will be.
to how i countdown to 2011.
I wasnt with my usual clique waiting to shoot fireworks,
being in the midst of a crowd.
Yet,
I was still able to appreciate the beauty of the fireworks.
Was on the highway, car cruising.
Chatting, laughing and relaxing.
With great company and fantastic night scape of Singapore.
Not in a crowd but just 4 of us.
When time strikes 12am, the cars horn it loud,
I wanted so much to shout it loud.
We saw the fireworks and we hear it loud.
2011, start it loud.
We decided on 85,
local food we like it best.
Bak Chor Mee, Satays and Chicken Wings,
not to miss out the sugar cane.
With a big lolipop to start a year,
how sweet i think the year will be.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)