Fear

Graduation looms around the corner as i muster all my efforts to overcome my final paper next Wednesday. Yet, i'm so reluctant to open my notes as there's this huge cloud of fear in my mind.

We fear not because of failure but because it's the first step to the working world,


Fear because we look forward to the weekends and dread Mondays,


Fear because we update our status on Facebook and twitter about work rants,


Fear because we won't be able to take time to stop and smell the roses,


Fear because we look forward for our pay day to finally treat ourselves to something nice for our 'hardwork'


Fear because we only need that 6-7 hours of sleep everyday


Fear because we have to set aside for our housing loans and debts


Fear because we need to pre-book our vacation getaways


Fear because we only have that hour of lunch break.


Fear because we need to constantly impress our bosses to be in their 'good books'

"After all, there are thousands and thousands of people out there living lives of quiet, screaming desperation who work long, hard hours, at jobs they hate, to enable them to buy the things they don't need to impress people they don't like " Nigel Martin.

Ask ourselves today, is it necessary to work like a slave to live like a millionaire?

Boy who said graduation was a joyous ceremony? (:

Ps: will appreciate comments on graduation, working life, and other random things ;)

Slow Dance

Took this of a book i was reading. I have reread on  portion of it many times and I hope you will do the same. Here it is.

Slow Dance

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?


Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?


Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?


You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast


Times is short.
The music won't last.


Do you run through each day
On the fly?


When you ask: How are you?
Do hear the reply?


When the day is done,
do you lie in your bed


With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?


You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.


Time is short.
The music won't last.


Ever told your child
We'll do it tomorrow?


And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?


Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die


Cause you never had time
To call and say "Hi"?


You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.


Time is short.
The music won't last.


When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.


When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift thrown away.


Life is not a race.
Do take it slower.


Hear the music
Before the song is over.

Visitors

Guess who came and visit my room while I was studying with my door closed. I have no idea how it came in my room, maybe it was in my room hiding in my clothes. Who knows.

 Monitor lizard

Trying to play hide and seek with me

Seen too many creatures in my campus already. From projectile pooping owls in Terry's room to lizards mating in the hall 8 toilet i think i can't ask for more.