I have been making a considerable effort to improve myself academically over the past few months. I think I have been doing pretty well in terms of keeping to my study routine and I very much enjoy doing it. Today I decided to do a simple test, though I did not intend to do so; it just happened that I had nothing else to do this evening. The result was rather disappointing. I could have done vastly better, but I took it for granted that I used to deal with this type of test many years before. Consequently, it should have been a piece of cake. As arrogant as I was, I carelessly read the passage and answered half of the questions incorrectly. It is bugging me that I failed to be thorough in what I have just done. On the positive side, I have learned a lesson from this experience. I will certainly pay closer attention when I do the test next time. I cannot remember who said this: “an optimist always sees an opportunity in every difficulty”. In my case, I see a chance to improve myself and learn from this mistake.
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If I were in the land of smiles, I would be runnning around all over the place right now. My daily life is just starting when dusk falls. But sadly, this is not Thailand and neither do I have many choices for recreation at this time of the day when the nights suddenly turn cold. All I can do is to sit in front of the computer and try to come up with something to write on my blog.
I do not dislike this particular time of year. It is a bit cold but also is romantic in some way, especially during the night in a cosy house. The atmosphere is calm and meditative. Sporadically, though during a day and night like this, I will spend time thinking and brooding on things, whether something related to the past or present or even the future. Having said that, if I carry on reflecting on things for too long, somehow, what I am dwelling on can drive me mad. I wish I could go out and meet people, but then again… This is not Bangkok or any big city in Thailand where you can just go out and have a great time every night of your life with your friends, talking about various issues or nothing at all aside from having fun and forgetting things that are bothering you. Where I live is only a small town in a foreign country. Its nightlife is ok, but not great.
What else can I do to cheer myself up? I might simply go to bed and slip under the duvet, but not before I reorganise my stuff such as books and other things to make the room smaller and warmer. I could also listen to my Ipod while being bathed in candlelight. After that, who knows, I might just fall asleep and dream. I hope it is a good one.
It is a very strange feeling that when you had no one and lived by yourself, somehow you were able to live from day to day without anything bothering your mind. These days, things have greatly changed; for instance, from the moment when you awake every morning, you have to look for that person who is a part of your life. And you will always feel restless when that person is away, especially when, through the window, you see him or her walking out of the house. I guess everybody must feel the same about seeing his or her loved ones departing, whether husbands are going to work or children are leaving for school. You just wonder if he or she will have a good day; and the most important thing is that you want to see that person arrive home safely. It does not matter if last night you had a big fight with him or her, because, at the end of the day, it is so unimportant. What matters for you is to be able to be with that loved one again until death do us part. Isn’t this just a fact?
P.S. You might need a sick bucket after reading this!
It is a very special day for one of my friends. I wonder what she is doing right now. Is she going out for a celebration or just staying at home with her family and friends? Whatever she is doing, I would love to wish her great happiness on her birthday. It is a shame that I am unable to greet her in person; but saying it on a Birthday card and via an email will do.
Personally, I do not usually have a big party for my birthday. For all I can remember, I had a Birthday cake party once in my life. It was a very nice cake, especially as it was made by my big sister. It was not exactly a proper one; its ingredients consisted mainly of flour, you might call it a loaf of bread. Somehow she managed to make something out of it as a gift for me. I cannot recall whether I and the others who were with me at the time, enjoyed it or not. All I know is that I was chuffed, everyone was in such a festive mood and I could see the smile on my sister’s face.
Somebody once told me that the best way to celebrate the day when you were born is to go to see your mother – unless you are living abroad when saying thank you to her on the phone will do – to give her a big hug and express your gratitude for what she has done for you; i.e. carrying you in her womb for nine months, bringing you up, feeding you, sanitising you when you made a mess of yourself and the most important is that the love that your mother gives is eternal. For that reason, a birthday ought to be a time to recognise how nice your mother is. That’s the way it should be. Undoubtedly, every mum would be deeply appreciative.