haaaaar??? whaaaaaa?

So here I am, sitting before my computer at 12.27pm minding my own business when I suddenly heard a flutter of wings.

Turning to my right, I immediately caught sight of a bird swooping by my window, before doing a turn and flying straight into my room!

Except.

It crashed into my window. Quite hard. And then fell down below.

..........

I am in a state of complete bewilderment right now. So much so I had to blog this.

The Melancholy of Me

You kinda know that you are mellowing out when you wake up and the first music that plays in your head is Chopin's Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 - repeatedly.

Mellowing out? Or Melancholy?

The Melancholy of Me.

The 15th day of the 9th month, 25 years later.

When I was 2
I had vague memories of the wonderful charsiew rice bought from the coffee shop downstairs...

When I was 3
I had vague memories of crying myself to sleep, because my mother was at the hospital, with my little brother...

When I was 6
I had my first memories of seeing a rainbow. It was upon the playground at the kindergarten I was at. I was fascinated. No one else was...

When I was 7
I thought every December school holiday lasted a full year. I asked my mom. She said it did...

When I was 8
I couldn't believe my brother would be starting kindergarten already...

When I was 10
I was crazily in love with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Mighty Max and Captain Planet...

When I was 11
I made my first best friend, which we grew apart from as the years went on...

When I was 12
I made my second best friend, and we are still close friends to this day...

When I was 15
I began to have a greater sense of being. And more importantly, I began to know this group of friends, to which whom are still my closest buddies to this day...

When I was 16
I had my first crush...

When I was 18
I told my friend that I would probably live till 60, and that I am about a third of my way through life...

When I was 21
I hated school...

When I was 22
I knew this group of friends, that made school more interesting again...

When I was 23
I realise the old house which I used to stay in was no longer around...

Now, that I am 25
I feel as if life has only just begun...

I know I may appear aloof and nonchalant sometimes, but those are times I don't really know how to express myself adequately,

so anyway,

thanks to everyone who celebrated the day with me,
and thanks to everyone who remembered.

Cheers.

A Clearer Picture

All along I have been wandering around aimlessly, without any goals.
And I lamented that fact.

But these days of transition between school to working life has given me much free time to think.

Perhaps it is boredom that causes such thoughts to manifest itself, but I am slowly getting a clear picture of what I want to achieve, of what I want to do.

I am starting to have goals, or rather, starting to set goals and targets for myself. Of course, these are just starting to manifest, and I have to say that these thoughts are still rather vague at the moment. But then, its this feeling of knowing it that I have never felt before. I am starting to try things that I've never really gotten fully into before.

Then there are the tangible goals, and the intangible ones.
And of course, some goals could only be embarked upon once I start to earn my keep.

At least I have a sense of myself slowly changing - hopefully maturing.
A clearer picture of myself and what I want.

Hopefully it'll stay with me.
I don't want to always remain that little wet behind the ears kid who could only look on the backs of others who've gotten ahead.

Then of course, there's saying it and doing it...