There are so many paths life can lead me down yet I only get to choose one - or rather I only end up going down one. Some trails in life are brightly lit, paved neatly, however others are obscure and narrow, as well as quiet. Most are drawn to wide open plains with clear... Continue Reading →
Isn't it funny, how humans create stories about some key things - time travel and love to name a couple. We escape for a few hours into a vivid fantasy to ultimately return to this mundane world we have tried to escape. I love human creativity. I love creativity itself. I love how music notes... Continue Reading →
Mocks. Exams. Hah. I feel that the majority of people would have gotten their mocks results back by now, and perhaps are either elated or embarrassed by their results. I'm not overjoyed with my results, but perhaps that's a topic for another rainy day. I've noticed one of two things that have happened during these... Continue Reading →
Today, I stood on stage and received two awards for the end of year Awards Presentation Assembly. Just last week, I had completed my Duke Of Edinburgh Bronze 'Adventurous Journey' and three days ago I received the fantastic news that I achieved a distinction in my Grade 4 Trinity Flute Exam. At the minute, 'model... Continue Reading →
"SO, what do you dream of doing in the future?" an acquaintance asks. I usually respond with: "I don't know"
I'm feeling very inspired by a friend of mine, who spoke recently about something I never thought would come up as a relevant topic for a speech. As I have a chemistry test for tomorrow, I think this is a perfect time to write about the stress of living the Asian life.
The past generation has messed the planet, now we've have to fix. But we're gonna push it to the next generation because we believe that they're gonna fix things because they have the technology and they have the brains to do it, just like the last generation did. My friends, we are not saving the planet, we are saving the human race.
There's these rare, quaint times where I think of nothing and just stare into the near distance of my room. I'm not contemplating reasons for my existence or worrying about an essay for tomorrow, there's these times where the only noise in the room is my breathing and the aircon whistling gently, softly. Perhaps it's... Continue Reading →
My writing story is kind of an absolute zero to hero story. It's something I've never documented, which is strange, because I document everything - I'm a memory hoarder. And as I progress into the higher levels of English, I suppose the first thing I'll need to commemorate is my long journey into it. When... Continue Reading →