Exams are coming!
Exams bring out the best or worst in different people. However stressful, you will be in a situation where you have to do them. Remind yourself that you can only do your best - and your best is all that you can do.
Exam dates: -
16/4 (Mon) : ODHRM, 7pm to 9pm
20/4 (Fri) : ER, 7pm to 9pm
I hate doing the laundry and I especially admire people who have proper washing machines to work for them. Washing the laundry with your pair of hands is no joke at all - I get backaches all the time! :(
My day today is all about travelling to and fro on the train, from home to Holland Village to home and back to Holland Village. Ha-ha! I was there for lunch earlier in the afternoon and now I am going back there for my dinner. Yeah I bet you'd be thinking "This girl is crazy!". Ha-ha!
A POEM
Exams bring out the best or worst in different people. However stressful, you will be in a situation where you have to do them. Remind yourself that you can only do your best - and your best is all that you can do.
Exam dates: -
16/4 (Mon) : ODHRM, 7pm to 9pm
20/4 (Fri) : ER, 7pm to 9pm
I hate doing the laundry and I especially admire people who have proper washing machines to work for them. Washing the laundry with your pair of hands is no joke at all - I get backaches all the time! :(
My day today is all about travelling to and fro on the train, from home to Holland Village to home and back to Holland Village. Ha-ha! I was there for lunch earlier in the afternoon and now I am going back there for my dinner. Yeah I bet you'd be thinking "This girl is crazy!". Ha-ha!
A POEM
Your legs become at one with the ice,
Warmth that flows into the cold.
Warmth that flows into the cold.
The ice, the friendly ice,
Has many faces:
Smooth like sheened gossamer it takes the blade like water,
Like the kiss of a lover’s lip or a child’s soft touch,
A caress that runs deep,
That gives power and grace and precision,
And above all, speed.
On such ice the skaters sing in their movements,
And their smiles are pure joy;
Their moments are a nothingness,
And they become pure in their existence.
Wherever they are, they’re alive;
They are themselves,
And their lives are like water,
Fluid in their living.
Has many faces:
Smooth like sheened gossamer it takes the blade like water,
Like the kiss of a lover’s lip or a child’s soft touch,
A caress that runs deep,
That gives power and grace and precision,
And above all, speed.
On such ice the skaters sing in their movements,
And their smiles are pure joy;
Their moments are a nothingness,
And they become pure in their existence.
Wherever they are, they’re alive;
They are themselves,
And their lives are like water,
Fluid in their living.
On other ice the blade sinks too deep,
And everything is effort:
The smiles remain, but this is a time for learning, not dancing.
And everything is effort:
The smiles remain, but this is a time for learning, not dancing.
To learn!
Ah, to learn.
Pushing to the limits, each skater finds themselves tested:
Beyond the test comes transcendence,
And the code for living life.
Ah, to learn.
Pushing to the limits, each skater finds themselves tested:
Beyond the test comes transcendence,
And the code for living life.
Feelings and the mind are everything;
Where the mind goes, the body follows;
They carry their treasure without knowing.
Where the mind goes, the body follows;
They carry their treasure without knowing.
To skate, then, with these angels of the moment
Is to be in heaven.
Is to be in heaven.
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