Taking Life for Granted
So many things to blog about. First of, yes it's high time I changed my blog skin. In fact, I had plans to do more than just change my blog skin, but work and many other distractions have put my plans on hold.
I'm more than halfway through my internship, and although work has been building up, things have been great. Simply put it, it's true when people say that there's no point really studying so hard, as you really only learn best only when you experience it. It's true, and I'm not sure how this mentality is going to get me through honours year come August.
Blogs and Facebook has been my key to keeping up to date with what's happening in and around school. If there's one thing I have to complain about internship, it's that I no longer get to experience that 'fun' side of school. Have already missed quite abit of activities in the last month due to certain distractions in life.
In many ways, last month was one to forgot. The superstitious side of me is glad that April has come to hopefully wash away all the 'bad' in March. I've been in hospital premises for more times in a month than my lifetime. For one, it felt horrible to lie in the hospital bed myself, but it felt many times worse to see people you know lying there as well. More so if its a loved one. Dad just had an op, and days before, during and after the op was really hard for me personally. Thank goodness he's better now, but it's through this month that I realise how much I've been taking life for granted. I mentioned before how conversations with friends now often linger around work and quarter life crisis, but I soon realised that the one major sign of us aging is when we see our parents starting to age, and in the process experiencing sickness. I've spent much of the last months enjoying myself in Hong Kong and taking life as it is, only to realise that I've perhaps been a little to carefree to assume that things were always to be smooth sailing.
Spent almost the entire day doing housework, something which I usually relied on my Dad to do. I felt a little down with all the chores not because I felt tired, but more because I realised how tough it really is, and how I've relied too much on Dad to handle all of that. It's really time to do my part, instead of just bumming around in front of the computer. Routines at home have changed, and it really is a wakeup call for me.
I'm more than halfway through my internship, and although work has been building up, things have been great. Simply put it, it's true when people say that there's no point really studying so hard, as you really only learn best only when you experience it. It's true, and I'm not sure how this mentality is going to get me through honours year come August.
Blogs and Facebook has been my key to keeping up to date with what's happening in and around school. If there's one thing I have to complain about internship, it's that I no longer get to experience that 'fun' side of school. Have already missed quite abit of activities in the last month due to certain distractions in life.
In many ways, last month was one to forgot. The superstitious side of me is glad that April has come to hopefully wash away all the 'bad' in March. I've been in hospital premises for more times in a month than my lifetime. For one, it felt horrible to lie in the hospital bed myself, but it felt many times worse to see people you know lying there as well. More so if its a loved one. Dad just had an op, and days before, during and after the op was really hard for me personally. Thank goodness he's better now, but it's through this month that I realise how much I've been taking life for granted. I mentioned before how conversations with friends now often linger around work and quarter life crisis, but I soon realised that the one major sign of us aging is when we see our parents starting to age, and in the process experiencing sickness. I've spent much of the last months enjoying myself in Hong Kong and taking life as it is, only to realise that I've perhaps been a little to carefree to assume that things were always to be smooth sailing.
Spent almost the entire day doing housework, something which I usually relied on my Dad to do. I felt a little down with all the chores not because I felt tired, but more because I realised how tough it really is, and how I've relied too much on Dad to handle all of that. It's really time to do my part, instead of just bumming around in front of the computer. Routines at home have changed, and it really is a wakeup call for me.
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