As i was down with fever and too bored, and too poor to pay for netflix, i resort to kDrama.... and chanced upon this... Think the english subtilte abit cui... But the idea was... on how memories, be it beautiful or ugly ones, it should never be erased or thrown away. Even if it could hurt you to keep those memories... because you rather remember, you rather love. This has always been what i strongly believe in. Memories brings me to where i am today. And along the way its not always sunshine and all rainbow, there are bound to be some rainy stormy days, in fact these are the days that are gonna change me, mould me, build me, slowly, to what i am today. I want to have something to look back, pretty or nah, its all memories made :') (obviously im not talking bout those irrelevant memories) im referring to those that has impacted me one way or another. I never believed in deleting pictures after something ended, or throwing away any physical stuffs. E...
I remember the hike in Sydney, the long ass walk that we got lost in blue mountain... and stuck in this trek that was almost like a maze, never ending, and we dont see any other hikers around... it almost felt like an endless road ahead. Tbh, felt damn restless and pondering about life so much atm.... After hours and hours of walk, we bumped into this father with her daughter that should be less than 6 yo... "how can she be walking this for hours too???? and here i am alrdy struggling??? And isnt it too dangerous for small little girl like her???" was the first thought that came into my mind.... BECAUSE SERIOUSLY how?! Its not all easy road, its supa long distance and bumpy... and as we got closer, i overheard their conversations. The little girl go on and on asking her father about the nature, questions like "why are the leaves green, why is the sky blue" etc, and the next amazing thing was how her father, answered every single question patiently even though p...
Time is finally slowing down for me (well at least for now) after all the mad rush for work and dissertation... finally submitted 7000 words worth of bullshit... But again, this feeling is so confusing. Part of me is glad that its all over, all this uni shit, honestly wasnt the most enjoyable journey for me in life. I think the people are so shit, so competitve, it was just horrible experience. I just dont think they, or these stupid essays determine my life.. YET. At the same time, i dont want to graduate.... im not ready. Im not ready to face rhe world, to face myself. What am i going to do? It just feels like its gonna be a true test on my capibility. And knkwjng myself, when i commit into something, i always want just success. Anything below that, i know how miserable id feel.... THESE ARE ALL WHAT IM NOT READY TO FACE. So pls, time, continue to slow down for me. Let me be able to relax and chill to think about everything. Crisis thoughts aside, heres some ...
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