The Greatest Mom :)

My mom was a person who always thought of others before she thought of herself. The one rule she adhered religiously to was that family always came first and she expected no less of us (my sister, my dad and I) in return. Which is kind of a good thing since it meant that we HAD to spend a good amount of our time together regardless of the other commitments we had. So I can safely say that I got to spend A LOT of quality time with my mom, even before she fell sick.

My mom was a person who loved unconditionally. She was always passionate about everything she did and sacrificed so much of herself for my sister and I. We are where we are only because of her and even if I tried, I would not be able to find a word powerful enough to express my gratitude to her.

My mom was one of the most optimistic people I've known. She always looked for the silver lining in everything and not once did her optimism falter - even till the very end. You could say that my sister and I got our bubbliness and wide smiles from our mom.

I once watched a movie based on a true story about this girl who lost both her parents to AIDS but managed to complete high school and win a scholarship to study at Harvard. And in her scholarship presentation ceremony speech she said,

"I'd give it back, all of it, if I could have my family back. "

Powerful words that I can now fully understand and relate to.
I will miss my mom dearly. And I guess, everyone else who knew her will too. She was the kind of person who made a big impact in many people's lives and now she's gone leaving behind a legacy of great memories.

All I can hope for now is that her soul rests in peace - my Amma.

:)

The drama that is life... Sometimes we have no choice but to sit tight and weather the bumps.

A friend told me about this poem called 'The Raven' by Edgar Allan Poe. And I read it and I think it's an amazing poem.

It's kinda long so here's the link to it:
'The Raven' by Edgar Allan Poe

Nevermore...

(my hodgepodge-y thoughts - don't try to make sense of them :p)

Coming Unstuck

Aaaaahhh! Yes, it is that time of year again. Uni will be over in just about 2 weeks and a bit... There is a mad rush for me to finish my assignments and revise within the limited time that I have :s All my friends are also feeling the pressure. My hair has started 'shedding' even more than it usually does... A sign of stress, yes?

The worst part is, I have such a big backlog of unrevised work that I am tempted to pretend it doesn't even exist which is something of what I've been doing for the past few weeks. Which has landed me in the exact same situation except that it is of much greater urgency and magnitude this time around. Meh.

So today, I've started revising. Finally! And how much I don't know is freaking me out even more. Again, I'm tempted to just push it out of my mind and go buy some ice cream instead... It's such a bright sunny day outside. Why oh why must I be stuck in my apartment at this time??? I wish my course had no exams and no assignments. Haha! Only in my dreams :p

So, about coming unstuck... Basically, it's an analogy of sorts about how I feel about my looming deadlines and exams. I feel like a fly that is stuck to a spider's web and is trashing around in a desperate attempt to free itself. In the beginning, it may seem like a feat that is impossible, but perservere and the fly (a.k.a. myself) will eventually loosen the hold that the evil web has on it and can eventually fly away to the safe haven of the closest rubbish bin. But wait. In reality, are flies really able to free themselves from the web they get caught in? For my sake, I hope they can! Or I'll just be like the fly, except cooler because unlike the fly which, once caught in the web, has to accept that it will get eaten by the spider (if that's what really happens la), I can indeed unstick myself from the impending doom that are my deadlines and exams by WORKING! NOW...

*sigh*

Back to work it is for me...

P.S. sorry if the analogy sucked and got you all confused. I never was any good at coming up with analogies... :p

I think that there is a very fine line that seperates optimism from denial. Too much optimism and you're on the brink of crossing over into denial. Optimism is good, but denial is dangerous. Can you differentiate the two?

(o_O)

I love love love having a hot shower when it's cold outside. The feeling of the steaming hot water pounding down my back for a good 15 minutes or so makes me feel sooooo relaxed and warm and fuzzy :) *sigh*

So who feels like a hot shower now? :p

OH and bytheway, I really like the song in this ad :) :)


It's called 'Bruises' by an indie band called Chairlift. Download, I say!

In The Dark

Things seem different in the dark; people seem different in the dark; people ARE different in the dark. So what is it about the blanket of nightfall that makes us bold (or even numb) enough to show our true colours? Why is it that things always either seem a lot better or a lot worse in the dark? Hardly ever anything in between - always either one of the two extremes.

Perhaps it's the fact that the dark conceals certain things, flaws, details, you name it - they can all be hidden. Our minds play tricks on us, our emotions see-saw and our eyes just can't see as clearly as we would like them to. People question their sanity with much greater frequency and desperation in the dark. Even the slightest sounds or the smallest movements feeds the paranoia in us. It's no wonder that little kids really believe in the 'Boogeyman'. And us adults, are smart enough to recognise that the Boogeyman does indeed exist except that he is in our heads and not under our beds.

I can't judge people who are brave (or should I say secure) enough to admit their fear of the dark. After all, I am one of them too.

The only thing I can be happy for is the fact that the night doesn't last forever. There's always a new morning waiting to greet you everyday and along with it comes light, sunshine, and sometimes even happiness :p

You could call 'daytime' one of My Favourite Things (think 'The Sound of Music'). Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens...

Nostalgia

nos·tal·gia /nɒˈstældʒə, -dʒiə, nə-/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[no-stal-jee-uh] –noun

1.	a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life, to one's home or homeland, or to one's family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time: a nostalgia for his college days.

2.	something that elicits or displays nostalgia.

Nostalgia is a funny feeling - when you think back to earlier times where you had not a care in the world and your biggest fear was your looming History test; when you happily sang along to your favourite Backstreet Boys song; when you looked out of the window in the evening and saw your father return home from work; when your mom sometimes resorted to tickling you just to get you out of bed; when you slept and dreamed of what life would be like once you were grown up - a cool job, the perfect boyfriend, a cute house of your own. How I wish I could go back to those days...

Nothing stays rosy forever. Things change, the people around us change, we change... And not always for the better. But I guess it's just one of those things that we have to learn to accept and deal with. A perfect life is one that is monotonous and uninteresting while a life that is exciting, rewarding and sometimes trying, battle scars and all included, is one that is far from perfect. I say it's the latter kind of life that builds us into better people and makes us stronger for the long haul.

Just Point and Shoot?

Why can't guys aim and pee INTO the toilet bowl? Is it really that difficult to point and shoot with some sort of accuracy? The people who designed the toilet bowl obviously left a lot of room for error and yet, there are still some of you out there who just can't contain it (meaning your pee) in the provided space. Geez!! Grow up already?!

I DO NOT understand!

Meh.

Listening to some newly downloaded songs from various musicals with some light snoring as an accompaniment... a few more to go and I will have listened to the whole list. After that, it's off to bed for me!

'Chess - The Musical' is FULL of good songs. I highly recommend it for you musical buffs out there :)

what is love?

Care Bears on Youtube!!

I just discovered the Care Bears on youtube!!!

I say it's probably one of my greatest discoveries to date :p

If you would like to indulge the pre-schooler in you, make sure you check it out!