Corp Reporting midterms are tomorrow and they are apparantly horrifying and generally very failable. Somehow, i'm not panicking. Not because i have finished studying, or am really good in the subject. Just don't feel the mad rush to study, no idea why.

Just now when i was on the bus again (i think whenever i take the hour long bus ride from school to the tuition kid's place, always evokes lots of thoughts) i just wondered if there was a point in trying to study so hard.

Do all of us really know what we want, and are we doing what we should to achieve what we want? i.e. am i studying because i want to become smart and equipped with knowledge to analyse financial statements from companies? I guess not, maybe that's why there's so little drive haha. But there are some people who can just study and study even though what they're studying just doesn't translate into what they want to do or are interested in. Really take my hat off these people.

I was also wondering - do people judge you based on what your dreams are? Is someone who dreams of being a homemaker, a wife and a mother less than someone who dreams of becoming the top-earning investor in a bank? Are we chasing dreams because of our egos?

Anyway, i am blogging because the brain refuses to absorb consolidation of acquired companies and retrospectively restating financial statements because of change in accounting policies.

I was thinking for many days, that i want to write down a short life story to summarise my 20 years of existence. I suppose years 1 to 7 will mostly be a blur, but if i don't note years 8 to 18 i'm quite sure that in 20 years time, they will be a blur too.

So many things to do, so little time. Thank god i know that more than half the time i have things to do, it's for something i enjoy. Passion and interest really matters. Keeps you going even after you thought you can't go on anymore.

Strangely, even though I can't stand studying, i almost enjoy it when I do it in the middle of the night, when the air is cool and the surroundings are quiet and almost free from all distractions.

I think I am so easily distracted - i can't even sit in the library where there are many people around.

I like my alone time :) Eyes are tired but something tells me to keep writing the notes.

Transient moments of birthday magic

The reason we keep ourselves busy is so that we can experience the joys of being free.

The reason why we can't experience the joys of being free is because someone else is still busy.

Therefore, we still keep ourselves busy, until someone else can share your joy of being free.

What are memories, hopes and dreams made of?

Most part of our memories is like our vision, becoming a blur as time passes. There'll always be one or two things stuck in your head forever but slowly things fade away.

Hopes are like bubbles, some almost like balloons. Most of them burst when they grow too big, and only a few really stay in shape for a longer time.

Clay probably best represents what my dreams are - ever changing. Do you wake up wanting a different thing everyday? Sometimes i forget what i wanted and have to shape the clay all over again. And with age, clay will harden and we'll be stuck with that one dream/ambition.

How do you know if you're happy?

Life is a little (more than a little) harder than what it used to be, but much more meaningful. But on the days when you forget why you're doing everything you do, it gets difficult.

I'll try to remember!

And i realised one reason why i really want to go on exchange and why adults are the most boring people in the world. I was taking a bus home, and randomly, i decided to pay attention to what was outside. It's quite amazing what we have around us - even thought Singapore is all urbanised and stuff, sometimes you look out and you see quaint older buildings and the seriously standardised HDB flats, it's cool in a special way. I think as we grow up we start to stop paying attention to detail, and what we're surrounded by. Maybe that's why people go on holidays, so that they can be marvelled and interested in something (they haven't seen before), because as age catches up with us, it gets difficult to see new things in whatever became a habit to us.


In the last Saturday, i did a science experiment and succesffuly proved that putting a slice of salmon sashimi will seperate the colouring in coke. True story! i even had a control. And to prove it, i poured the control and experimented one on paper napkins (acting as filter paper), and voila! You see the brown stuff all concentrated in the centre for the salmon treated one (2 in the middle), while the regular non-treated coke spreads out evenly (2 at the sides). Chromatography!



being curious makes me feel young again:)