Tuesday, June 25, 2013

My search for meaning

I watched Monsters University last night and I liked it!! Mike Wazowski is damn cute, and I like how determined he is to achieve his goal.

An epiphany I got:
I would rather have a short and dazzling life rather than a long and monotonous one.

I wished I could be one of the heroes/heroines in a movie. The protagonist in any movie always has a strong purpose or passion and almost always manage to emerge triumphant. Everything seems to fall into place in the end...

I wished that kind of life could be my life, but my life is not a movie. I'm following what other people have done, get a university degree, go out work.... then die. I'll die without making any impact to the world at all. But it's a sure track of a good life. By good I meant like having enough money to go around. However, this life is monotonous!

If only I have a passion or something I'm good at! Then maybe I would have the motivation to pursue those things. When will I have the motivation for office work? Sigh.

Currently my goal is to be rich and successful, but what happens after? Is it meaningful enough? Questions that bug me day in day out.

I have no answer

Monday, June 17, 2013

Remembering my Secondary/JC school days

What triggered this post is this Thai movie called "A Crazy Little Thing called Love". It's a Thai movie and it's available on Youtube. Go watch if you haven't!! It's quite good, even though the middle is a bit draggy but I stayed on cus the male and female lead are super good looking! The plot has the same theme like 那些年 but I like it more cus I can connect to the female protagonist better!

Anyway the movie set me thinking about my secondary/JC school days. Think I have been in a "reminiscing phase" for a few weeks already. I keep wanting to relive my Korea exchange days recently. Maybe it's cus of work... and impending full time work next year... Work ties me down and I yearn for freedom that exchange offered me >:( I know it's impossible to relive those days but I yearn for it so much it makes me sad. So I was saying to L that Korea is an ex-boyfriend that I'm trying to forget but I keep getting reminded of those happy days together. Today's movie exacerbated my situation.

Those secondary school days were glorious. My best partner in crime was Munling, probably cus both of us didn't want to go home early. My parents had just re-launched their careers and spent majority of their time at work. During sec1/2, there would be no one home when I returned home from school, so I had all the freedom to stay back in school for useless stuffs. I was very interested in participating in class mgmt stuffs, so ML and I often stayed back to decorate the class to try to win awards/prepare for homecoming. If not, we would go with half of the class to hang out in compass point. We acted like we had all the time in the world. We would call each other for long hours. I would just sit on the floor, holding the corded phone and talk about god-knows-what to ML for about like 2 hours? Who knows what we could talk about for so long? & I had the phone numbers of the gang of friends at the back of my mind. It was also trendy to have a blog! I remembered I always wanted to have blog but I was so so so scared of getting judged and people laughing at what I said. I only had the courage to create a blog in sec3!! Oh, how self conscious I was. I'm glad I did cus now I can always look back at how I thought :)

I really want to relive those days. I don't want to think about adult stuffs cus it makes me stressed. I still want to be a teenager with no responsibilities. But... I know it's impossible, so I'm just hoping this phase would pass soon.

Does anyone feel the same way?

p/s I might blog more about the past, bear with me :/

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Young and Beautiful

Had this little moment which I enjoyed tremendously today. Thought I'll just share it with y'all :)

I was all alone at home and I just woke up from a nap on the sofa, facing the clock on the wall. Decided to play this song "Young and Beautiful" by Lana Del Rey, a nice song which I discovered on Spotify.  It's also one of the theme songs for The Great Gatsby. So there I lay, on the sofa, with my phone next to me, and the song playing. It was just me and the song, and I stared at the clock letting the seconds pass.

It was the first time in years that I fully grasp the length of a single second. Music in my ears, thoughts on my mind, and I enjoyed every moment of it.

Haven't been in this pensive mood in a while and it was good. Made me appreciate my life amongst all the hectic nonsense in this materialistic world.

Anyw I loved The Great Gatsby. It's still on my mind even though I watched it on Sunday and I really don't mind re-watching/reading the book again. Jay Gatsby is my hero.