where nothing seemed to go down right.
from waking up to that regrettable email, to getting my knee rammed at mbs by a couldn’t-care-less tourist and her rock hard luggage, to almost losing my atm card at starbucks while i was trying to cheer myself up with a cuppa, to the writer’s block & after a struggle still feeling it could’ve been better…
definitely was a day i couldn’t wait to be done with.
but it’s not over yet.
will probably take a while to get over it, but am definitely determined not to let it happen again.
will christmas just be here asap?
“At the end of the day, there are some things you just can’t help but talk about. Some things we just don’t want to hear, and some things we say because we can’t be silent any longer. Some things are more than what you say. They’re what you do. Some things you say because you have no other choice. Some things you keep to yourself. And not too often, but every now and then, some things simply speak for themselves.”
they make it hard on purpose. even the best preparation possible will not ready you for the unexpected.
& when that happens, it can hit hard. it can disappoint you, it can make you disillusioned.
but i guess you’ve got to learn to pull yourself out of the mess, stick your head down, & just do what you do the best that you can.
the rest, will take care of itself. the rest, you don’t need to bother with.
是堅強 或 逞強
“To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.”
after being on “unpaid leave” for almost six months (if you count the two months i was doing part-time work before going to australia), i’ve finally put my name on the dotted line for something permanent. it feels a little too much to fathom right now, and things feel like it’s happening a little too fast. but as much as i hoped i could go on like this, it still doesn’t feel right at the end of the day.
so come monday, i go to work. can’t help but feel a little nervy because i don’t know what to expect, even if i’ve interned there before. things must have changed since then, and there are a lot more people on the desk now. i fret if i will be able to measure up to the high standards i know the desk and my colleagues have… i guess i fret because i want to measure up.
but i guess i can just take it one step at a time – one assignment at a time, one story at a time, one day at a time. just give my all into it, like i usually do to things that i commit to. chin up, chin up.
so here’s to a new journey, one that i know will be full of ups and downs, one that i hope will be full of learning experiences, but one that i hope will make me a better reporter and person.
we’re no longer separated by his mommy’s belly – not just kicks any longer. baby elliott is now with us.
isn't he just perfect?
he has big eyes, double eyelids, a big appetite and a very loud wail. baby elliott im gna love you soooo much. <3