And so, the hype and party is starting to die down. Had a great and busy week! Was at my mum's hometown in Pahang for almost a week. Had quite a collection of angpaus (HEHEHE) and am excited to start counting money!
Anyway, CNY hasn't really ended yet; there's still another week to go before it officially ends this Sunday. But holidays are over, classes are resuming, and people are working again. Everyone's settling down to reality again.
I have to settle down too. Need to start preparing myself for Year 2 which starts next week. Had a three months hiatus from uni and now I'm all rusty and unprepared. Feel like lazing around all the time haha but no, I need to do what I need to do.
Oh yes, how was Valentine's for everyone? I hope everyone had a great time, regardless of whether you're single or not.
*P.S. I'm actually pretty excited about starting my second year in uni!*
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Chinese New Year 2013
The biggest festival/celebration for the Chinese is coming soon!
Sadly, I don't really feel that excited about it. There's no festivity in the air at all and everywhere I go, it's all so dull and flat. I guess the recent economy has been going downhill that's why people are not really out celebrating and shopping. Or maybe.. I haven't been going to places that are actually all hyped up for the upcoming CNY? Haha
Anyways, I'm actually pretty looking forward to it. I haven't felt like this in a couple of years (gosh I sound so old) but yeah, can't wait to go back to mum's hometown and take a break from everything. I want to collect loads of angpaus (red packets) this year! *grins*
Sadly, I don't really feel that excited about it. There's no festivity in the air at all and everywhere I go, it's all so dull and flat. I guess the recent economy has been going downhill that's why people are not really out celebrating and shopping. Or maybe.. I haven't been going to places that are actually all hyped up for the upcoming CNY? Haha
Anyways, I'm actually pretty looking forward to it. I haven't felt like this in a couple of years (gosh I sound so old) but yeah, can't wait to go back to mum's hometown and take a break from everything. I want to collect loads of angpaus (red packets) this year! *grins*
Love Hurts
Have you ever let your love for others bring pain and hurt to yourself? Regardless of whether that love is towards your partner, your family members, or your friends; have you ever suffered because of your love towards them?
Well, I have.
The phrase 'love hurts' has been circling in my head for a few days, ever since I read the book The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold. It just goes to show that even though two totally different individuals know that all they do is hurt each other, they just couldn't stay away from each other and they are bound together by their love towards each other. Neither wants to hurt the other; but all the same, they are the ruin of each other.
There is another book that I've read that resonated this phrase pretty well. It's called Picture Perfect by Jodi Picoult and it tells the story of a woman being physically abused by her husband. They loved each other deeply; but the husband grew up with a dark side in him and he couldn't help but be physically abusive when he got mad. It is a sad story, really. I felt sad when it comes to the part where the story is being narrated by the husband and his side of the story is being told. He loved her; but he couldn't help being abusive. She loved him; but she couldn't leave him even though she was being abused multiple times.
It is all so sad. I think it happens all around the world and all around us. Some love nourish those touched by it and bring happiness to them; some love hurt those touched by it and bring pain and sadness to them. The love of a child to the parents that binds that child to them even though the parents are abusive; the love of a girl to a guy that binds her to him even though he hurts her all the time and vice versa; it happens all too frequently.
It is so easy to advice others and give them our opinions. But when it comes to ourselves, and when we get into that particular situation, it is so very difficult for us to do the 'right' thing. Feelings get involved, emotions run high; it is then tough for us to rationalize what's right and what's wrong. Or maybe we are able to rationalize but unable to do it. It is always tough to break things off or cut things out when our feelings get involved.
So anyhow, sad sad books I've been reading lately, and it doesn't put me in a happy place.
Well, I have.
The phrase 'love hurts' has been circling in my head for a few days, ever since I read the book The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold. It just goes to show that even though two totally different individuals know that all they do is hurt each other, they just couldn't stay away from each other and they are bound together by their love towards each other. Neither wants to hurt the other; but all the same, they are the ruin of each other.
There is another book that I've read that resonated this phrase pretty well. It's called Picture Perfect by Jodi Picoult and it tells the story of a woman being physically abused by her husband. They loved each other deeply; but the husband grew up with a dark side in him and he couldn't help but be physically abusive when he got mad. It is a sad story, really. I felt sad when it comes to the part where the story is being narrated by the husband and his side of the story is being told. He loved her; but he couldn't help being abusive. She loved him; but she couldn't leave him even though she was being abused multiple times.
It is all so sad. I think it happens all around the world and all around us. Some love nourish those touched by it and bring happiness to them; some love hurt those touched by it and bring pain and sadness to them. The love of a child to the parents that binds that child to them even though the parents are abusive; the love of a girl to a guy that binds her to him even though he hurts her all the time and vice versa; it happens all too frequently.
It is so easy to advice others and give them our opinions. But when it comes to ourselves, and when we get into that particular situation, it is so very difficult for us to do the 'right' thing. Feelings get involved, emotions run high; it is then tough for us to rationalize what's right and what's wrong. Or maybe we are able to rationalize but unable to do it. It is always tough to break things off or cut things out when our feelings get involved.
So anyhow, sad sad books I've been reading lately, and it doesn't put me in a happy place.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Pitter-Patter
Pitter-Patter.
It is being defined as the sound of a rapid succession of light beats or taps, as of rain or footsteps.
Why choose this particular word as the name of my blog? I guess there are a few explanations. Pitter-patter, to me, represents a few things that are meaningful to me. Initially, I wanted to name this blog as "Pink Butterflies" (to honor my previous blog Of Rainbows and Butterflies and also because I like pink) and then I realized that there's not going to be any pink (yet) nor any butterflies (yet) on my blog template. Then I figured, why not come up with something really random yet means something to me? And there you go! Pitter-Patter.
Pitter-patter can be the sound of footsteps of toddlers/babies running, with their pudgy little feet smacking the floor in the pursuit of whichever things that caught their attention. I don't know about you, but when I think of this, I immediately relate it to happiness and joy. Isn't it a joy to watch cute little babies running around laughing and chasing after their own objects of interest? Thus, pitter-patter represents my happiness.
Pitter-patter, can also represent my sadness. It can be the sound of raindrops splattering onto the windows, a sign of a gloomy day. You see, I wouldn't think that a weather is gloomy or dark or depressing (regardless of whether it rains or shines) unless I am feeling sad and down. The raindrops on the window is just a symbol of sadness, of when I'm feeling down and depressed.
Hence, the name "Pitter-Patter" is chosen as the name of my blog.
Since this is a blog I've created to just jot down the little things that I feel like jotting down, and since this is a place for me to vent, I shall do a brief introduction of myself.
I'm an Asian girl turning 21 this year. I have big dreams and a huge heart with enough to spare for everyone. I have loads of hobbies, my favourite being reading. I love to read, play the piano, sing, dance, play, swim, run, jump, hop, and basically, I love to do everything that there is to do under the sun. I am expressive; I like to express my feelings through spoken and written words. I like making handmade gifts too. I feel like handmade stuff are more sincere and more meaningful than buying expensive gifts. I love art. I love music. I listen to all sorts of music, from classical pieces to headbanging metal songs to techno and trance.
As such, my posts will generally be about my life, and also about the randomest things that I feel like talking about that day.
Why create a new blog, why not use back my old one? Well, I suppose I wanted a clean start. New year, new beginnings and that load of crap. But yeah, it's already a month into the year and the year is not exactly new anymore but it's okay, works for me anyhow.
So yep, let's hope this blog lasts for years and years and be the journey of my life (from the year I turn 21).
It is being defined as the sound of a rapid succession of light beats or taps, as of rain or footsteps.
Why choose this particular word as the name of my blog? I guess there are a few explanations. Pitter-patter, to me, represents a few things that are meaningful to me. Initially, I wanted to name this blog as "Pink Butterflies" (to honor my previous blog Of Rainbows and Butterflies and also because I like pink) and then I realized that there's not going to be any pink (yet) nor any butterflies (yet) on my blog template. Then I figured, why not come up with something really random yet means something to me? And there you go! Pitter-Patter.
Pitter-patter can be the sound of footsteps of toddlers/babies running, with their pudgy little feet smacking the floor in the pursuit of whichever things that caught their attention. I don't know about you, but when I think of this, I immediately relate it to happiness and joy. Isn't it a joy to watch cute little babies running around laughing and chasing after their own objects of interest? Thus, pitter-patter represents my happiness.
Pitter-patter, can also represent my sadness. It can be the sound of raindrops splattering onto the windows, a sign of a gloomy day. You see, I wouldn't think that a weather is gloomy or dark or depressing (regardless of whether it rains or shines) unless I am feeling sad and down. The raindrops on the window is just a symbol of sadness, of when I'm feeling down and depressed.
Hence, the name "Pitter-Patter" is chosen as the name of my blog.
Since this is a blog I've created to just jot down the little things that I feel like jotting down, and since this is a place for me to vent, I shall do a brief introduction of myself.
I'm an Asian girl turning 21 this year. I have big dreams and a huge heart with enough to spare for everyone. I have loads of hobbies, my favourite being reading. I love to read, play the piano, sing, dance, play, swim, run, jump, hop, and basically, I love to do everything that there is to do under the sun. I am expressive; I like to express my feelings through spoken and written words. I like making handmade gifts too. I feel like handmade stuff are more sincere and more meaningful than buying expensive gifts. I love art. I love music. I listen to all sorts of music, from classical pieces to headbanging metal songs to techno and trance.
As such, my posts will generally be about my life, and also about the randomest things that I feel like talking about that day.
Why create a new blog, why not use back my old one? Well, I suppose I wanted a clean start. New year, new beginnings and that load of crap. But yeah, it's already a month into the year and the year is not exactly new anymore but it's okay, works for me anyhow.
So yep, let's hope this blog lasts for years and years and be the journey of my life (from the year I turn 21).
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