here is a short passage from the book "Aleph" by Paulo Coelho:
"
i forgive the tears i was made to shed,
i forgive the pain and the disappointment,
i forgive the betrayals and the lies,
i forgive the slanders and intrigues,
i forgive the hatred and the persecution,
i forgive the blows that hurt me,
i forgive the wrecked dreams,
i forgive the stillborn hopes,
i forgive the hostility and jealousy,
i forgive the indifference and ill will,
i forgive the injustice carried out in the name of justice,
i forgive the anger and the cruelty,
i forgive the neglect and the contempt,
i forgive the world and all its evils.
i also forgive myself. May the misfortunes of the past no longer weigh on my heart. Instead of pain and resentment, i choose understanding and compassion. Instead of grief, i choose forgetting. Instead of vengeance, i choose victory.
I will be capable of loving,regardless of whether i am loved in return,
of giving, even when i have nothing,
of working happily, even in the midst of difficulties,
of holding out my hand, even when utterly alone and abandoned,
of drying my tears, even when i weep,
of believing, even when no one believes in me.
"
for those who feel demotivated sometimes and need kind words constantly.
For me, when i need reminding of.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
mediocrity
The first weekend alone since coming back to Nottingham, Semenyih.
For three days, I stayed cooped up in my room. I am officially bored, restless, and fidgety.
I may not be a particularly active person, but having no activities at all might be taking its toll on me. I am going crazy!
Sitting in front of a laptop/computer all day is really not the thing for me. I need to move about. Walk around. See things. Work my hands and feet.
Maybe engineering might not be the thing for me. =(
I hate admitting this but, I think no matter what course I take I will say the same thing.
Lately I have started to dislike the word "course". So everything is just a course here. How stupid. And my parents are paying RM34K a year for a stupid "course".
Its just a "course". To me a "course" means learning or acquiring a skill, a technique.
Here i am learning a skill for RM34k with a bunch of people of my age. A fact which is now becoming particularly annoying to me.
who am i to want more.
who am i to be allowed to do what i want
who am i to be able to try what i thought right and to fail
who in this world and day are allowed the luxury of failing and climbing back up?
No, I am not allowed to fail.
I am not allowed to take paths that have the slightest possibility of failing.
No time to fail. No money to fail.
No, there is a freaking dead set path which i have to follow for the rest of my miserable life. Miserable because although i feel down i am not allowed to complain because "there are people out there less fortunate". Not allowed to self-doubt.
For three days, I stayed cooped up in my room. I am officially bored, restless, and fidgety.
I may not be a particularly active person, but having no activities at all might be taking its toll on me. I am going crazy!
Sitting in front of a laptop/computer all day is really not the thing for me. I need to move about. Walk around. See things. Work my hands and feet.
Maybe engineering might not be the thing for me. =(
I hate admitting this but, I think no matter what course I take I will say the same thing.
Lately I have started to dislike the word "course". So everything is just a course here. How stupid. And my parents are paying RM34K a year for a stupid "course".
Its just a "course". To me a "course" means learning or acquiring a skill, a technique.
Here i am learning a skill for RM34k with a bunch of people of my age. A fact which is now becoming particularly annoying to me.
who am i to want more.
who am i to be allowed to do what i want
who am i to be able to try what i thought right and to fail
who in this world and day are allowed the luxury of failing and climbing back up?
No, I am not allowed to fail.
I am not allowed to take paths that have the slightest possibility of failing.
No time to fail. No money to fail.
No, there is a freaking dead set path which i have to follow for the rest of my miserable life. Miserable because although i feel down i am not allowed to complain because "there are people out there less fortunate". Not allowed to self-doubt.
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