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Thursday, September 11, 2008

Bad Cook, Good Songs, The Right Thing and Decisions

Bad Cook
I am a horrible cook. I managed to burn noodles.
I forgot to stir the noodles so they stuck to the bottle of the pan.
Oh great, at this rate, I'll be eating burnt food for the rest of my life.
One reason why I should marry a cook so he can cook for me and no more
eating burnt food.

Good Songs
Music plays an important part in some of our lives.
I am aware a musician's life is music, I am not a musician myself
however, I do often listen to music.
I listen to music when I'm upset or when I'm happy
and I often have songs stuck in my head.

I am also aware that music lovers have different preferences in music.
I prefer soft ballads and every now and then something else.
I find it hard to labelling whether a song is good or bad.
My definition of a good song isn't one which is often played over the radio,
nor a popular new released song released by the hottest artist.

My definition of a good song is which which is timeless and we often refer back
to the song at different points in time.

I'm not trying to say all good songs are new or vice versa,
my definition of a good song is one with a purpose;
this purpose maybe to cheer you up or make you cry harder.

The Right Thing
I'm a stubborn person myself and I am guilty of being a goodie myself.
I strive to do the right thing whatever it may be.
Recently, I faced a dilemma.
I knew that telling that somebody special that I did not love him anymore
will mean no relationship in the future.
I knew deep down inside, making him stay means he'll be spending a lot,
I am also aware that if he talks to me, he'll be missing out on his studying
time; a very busy man.
I thought that by telling him, I no longer love him, it'll fix problems.
However, this is untrue.
If I told him, I no longer love him that meant I had to keep my feelings bottled up.
No more tender words and no more hope for a future together.
This is hard.

While, I was busy lying to him, I was knitting.
I continued knitting his scarf which meant I do really want a future with him.
I still loved him.

Stuck

Why does something which is so right feels so wrong?

As my writing idol said maybe it isn't right.
A very simple phrase, with a great effect.
woah, maybe what I'm doing isn't right.

Decisions
We make decisions every day ranging from life altering ones through to mundane ones.
Recently, I finalised my subjects for my final year of high school.
However, I also made amendments to my subjects.
I decided that I should consider continuing on with the hardest maths.
I'm not a straight A+ nor A student in that subject however, I am trying to improve my marks. There are improvements grade wise within that subject.
However, I've been feeling more edgy. I often worry that I'll fail the maths test
however, in semester one I never worried about the mark I got. I only started studying properly for maths a week before exams however, this did not help.
so back on topic, I decided to keep up with this maths.
I am the road ahead will be rocky, many chances where I may fall off the cliff however, I shall pick myself up and try again.
I thought about it, if the teacher says I'm capable of doing it next year, why not?
Another point, if I don't do it next year, I may regret this decision for the rest of my life.
Even if I perform badly in this subject but if I worked my heart out and put in my all that I should be content for I have tried.
I think it's better to know then to not know.

In summary, life is just a roller coaster with its highs and lows.
Love is rare, whenever you have found it cherish it.
In life many opportunities are presented in front of us,
we many success or we many fail whatever the outcome may be,
all we can do it our best.
Ciao until next time.

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