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Inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist.


Tuesday, December 8
"The blade must pass through the fire, else it will break."
~Par-Salian



Wednesday, December 2
I am FREE!!!



Thursday, November 26
愚公移山 (Yu Gong Yi Shan)

In ancient times, there was an old man in front of whose house were two high mountains, making it very inconvenient for him to come and go. He gathered his family and started to level the mountains. His neighbor scoffed, "You are foolish. You are too old and weak to level a small hill, let along two big mountains." But the old man said, "I have sons, and my sons have sons. I will have endless progeny, but the mountains won't grow any higher." The spirit of the "Foolish Old Man" moved Heaven, and it sent two immortals to move the mountains away.

This idiom describes an indomitable will.

Source: http://history.cultural-china.com/en/38History892.html



Wednesday, November 25
I have quit DotA.

For good.



Wednesday, November 11
I am feeling pretty bloated after my lunch. At least now I understand what others mean by a heavy meal. It is raining outside. Such cool weather, just after lunch, is sure to lull me to sleep. And to sleep I shall go, but not before I blog.

So the examinations have begun. I still have a long way to go, but I am still brimming with anticipation. I have never been one who bothered myself with the future - I always tell myself that whatever will be, will be. But now I am filled with dreams of post-examination life, bursting with enthusiasm for what will be.

Time to take a step back and take a good measure of the situation I am in.

I detest worrying for the future. Worrying does not solve the problem. Worrying does not make it go away. Active work does. As the song by Bobby McFerrin, Don't Worry, Be Happy, goes: In every life we have some trouble when you worry you make it double. Practically speaking, is the most inefficient thing to do. I still think that worrying is useless.

Similarly, we can hope for the future, and be enthusiastic about it. Is there any use of hope, then? If we always compare the bright future with our pale present, we stop living in the present and always try to reach the intangible future. We fail to recognise the joys we already have currently because we are all too engrossed in the unknown future. Given that what we wish for comes true, does it mean we become happy? Would we still be happy if we had some thing new, some thing better to hope for? Nothing will give us back the days we wasted pining for the future.

Wastage. Both cases, worrying and hoping, boils down to wasted time. I believe that there is a limit to which a person should fret and dream. Upon hitting that limit, one should immediately translate the thoughts into positive action. Excess of any would result in useless time wasting. Time that can never be retrieved. That is what I will do. I will make full use of the time I have during my examinations to prepare myself for the post-examination period.

I know my friends share my excitement as well.
But I also know that not all of them treasure all the time they are given.



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