Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. You’re playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
Marianne Williamson (via starofmyownlife85)
Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
spent the entire evening watching tower heist (what is work) really a sign that I’m getting burnt out and getting too sian of work
I think I really need so solitude. time away from all my commitments, time away even from the people that I love and care so much about. time from the things that my life currently almost revolves around. time away from the things I try to make perfect. time away from all the voices that constantly keep telling me what to do, because they’re drowning me and I can’t even hear my own heartbeat anymore
time for me to rediscover my voice. His voice.
this is such a lovely poem (but I don’t know how to write a commentary for it) easily one of the my favorite poems to date (:
is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it
just listening to old band songs while doing my chinese essay. I miss playing so much omg I can’t even. I miss making music, and it kinda sucks that the only instrument I know how to play is freaking 14kg. and primavera is really good omg omg omg. I miss band )’:
haven’t blogged in a while hehe. been real busy with stuff (actually supposed to be embarking on a history essay now but I can’t bring myself to do it sigh)
this year is passing so incredibly fast omg it’s not even funny. it is funny, however, because it seems like with every year, time seems to move faster and faster. actually, it’s quite scary. perhaps it’s the fact that as we grow older we are even more conscious of time and how little we have of it. and when we were kids, we just really focused on what we were doing during that time as opposed to the time we had in itself. without a care in the world. why can’t we be like that anymore
I’m so friggin’ busy nowadays ugh so not cool ): my plan to spend one afternoon a week catching up with pals seems to be so distant now. ): perhaps I should try to pull it back or hmmmm maybe do something like that during the June hols.
CAS is eating my life away seriously. although I think its really good because it forces us to do something other than study. but then Clare the sloth just doesn’t wanna do shit sometimes but she has to.
so for CAS right:
creativity: council, MUN (both of which are HUGE projects)
service: vertical kampong (which actually sounds so exciting I’m so exciteddddd. also gonna be pretty massive omg)
and then for church stuff I still have formation every friday night and cat class on sunday mornings. not to mention that I’m gonna try and go into input comm for this years camp (though I’m scared I’m not spiritually cheem enough for the job lol)
okay so I should probably get back to my history essay
God please let may be a good month of growing in spirit, love and in You (:
1. Clare Germaine Yeap Shu-En
2. boar (not a rat for many reasons)
3. confrontation, losing people, hurting people
4. surprises, meaningful words, hugs
5. eyes, nice hair, charisma, piousness (ironically)
6. excessive swearing, facades, smoking…. can’t think of a fourth one at the moment
7. Raf, Zach and Nic
8. straight as a pin
9. my only first date (‘:
10. 178, I think? dammit.
11. just being me
12. some time in the afternoon?
14. yes (; wonder if he likes me back hmmmmm
15. 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
16. Church of St. Ignatius
17. Japanese and Italiannnnn
18. do I now
20. their face in general
21. 8? hahaha
23. brown with red streaks hehehehe
24. t-shirt and shorts heh
25. who hasn’t?
26. lol can’t remember and too lazy to check
27. illumination in portuguese. plus it has my name in it heh
28. Forrest Gump
29. 93 Million Miles - Jason Mraz
30. two door cinema club!
32. he knows. (‘:
33. happily attached
36. two piercings on my ears (I’m a good girl like that)
37. want a second piercing on either one of my ears. perhaps a helix.
38. the peekchurs are so preeettyyyy
39. Communion with God
40. everyday, without fail (‘:
41. that would be Steph, and the answer is no lol
43. 40 minutes hahaha
45. in my bedroom
46. I’d like to think it’d be Raf, but he’d probably be on the floor puking his ass off so nope I don’t it’d be him HAHA.
47. reasonable to me.