Everything will fall into place

Saturday, August 29, 2009

I went to bed last night with a clear idea of what I am going to do today. I remember vaguely that it was something about studying for multiple topics for multiple subjects, including practicing on the Ten-year Series I recently acquired. However, I woke up this morning in a mood for some emo time. These sort of things are not really beyond my control, but being a teenager I am entitled to emo once in a while right?

The master of compromise that I am decided that I should go study and collect my thoughts at the same time. So off I went with $10 and some notes to see if I could accomplish this feat. Of course I needed some snacks to keep me alive while I was studying, so I went to the NTUC to get myself a packet of Famous Amos cookies. Ah, the delicious fragrant taste of baked cookies, where each chocolate chip is placed on every cookie with love and care. With every bite, you feel like you could take on the world. And with the cookies, it made sense to buy a cup of bubble tea to quench my thirst. Then it was off to my favorite emo spot.

Located somewhere on the outskirts of the maze of rich people houses across the road, lies a Japanese cemetery. Yup, for all the H1 Chinese taking people out there, it was the one mentioned in the ridiculously long chapter of boringness. Beside this cemetery is a playground. Due to its lonesome location, it is really empty during the afternoons. Of course it is haunted by Japanese ghosts during the night, and maids with their annoying kids during the early evening. Fine, it is not really their kids, but the key word here is annoying. Upon arrival, I was greeted with a nice empty playground to study. Then came the 3 Chinese speaking girls, who slowed down my studying speed by quite a bit. Can't they just speak in English so that I can eavesdrop properly instead of trying to figure out what they are trying to say? Besides reinforcing my understanding of forces, kinematics and thermal physics, I remembered my theory from long ago that I cannot multi task. I did not feel emotionally comforted or intellectually accomplished with the conclusion of my afternoon. On the bright side, I did manage to evacuate before the annoying kids came.

F is for fear. This feeling comes from the sight of something that could be something so serious that it is life threatening, or something irrational that is unlikely to happen. Most of us feel fear when we can see something that could hurt us. It is a natural response to keep us alert so that we could steer our of negative consequences. However, irrational fears serves no purpose to us other than making us worried over something that is probably not going to happen anyway.

xw 7:52 AM