Because life's too short for anything else.
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An incomplete group pic from Hannah's press conference for the Christmas Charity concert next Sunday!
This week has been a mad week, what with making a zillion calls to confirm things for the concert and sleeping at 6am (YES, SIX IN THE MORNING) when normal old people wake up to do tai chi because I'm busy mugging for my final exams.
/cry
Plus I've consumed so much chocolate in the past two days, it's frightening. It's more chocolate than I eat in one year. God, I hate exams. (one more semester then I'm freeeeee! (y)) Well, actually it will then doom me to a lifetime of paying bills but let's take one thing at a time. /grin
And I need to find several large Christmas trees for the concert deco. Anyone can hook me up with a nice generous christmas tree seller??? :D
Oh yes, and do attend the concert! It's for an awesome cause. Putting a big smile on some little kid's face is worth 2 hours of your time isn't it? :) All you have to do is head over to MPH or Jusco and get a box of crayons, color pencils, or even a nice storybook.
Well, that's what I would get anyway. :)
Anyway, wrap it nicely, preferably with a bow haha (because presents are more exciting to open then isn't it) and hand it over to me next Sunday in exchange for a ticket! Easy.
You can go to Hannah's official site to reserve your tickets or email catchme@hannahtan.com to let us know how many tickets you want! Quick, click!
pic: credits to Shaz Wednesday, December 9, 2009 // 10:37 PM // dreams are wishes left unwritten
I'm happy.
... on a good hair day.
... with yummy brunches@La Bodega Telawi.
Cold roast lamb and smoked salmon with apple and mint salad + tons of hot tea is divine on Sunday mornings.
... chilling out with the boyfriend while waiting for movie marathons to start.
*look at how stressed he looks. HAHA adorableness.
... when I'm raking in the big money. $$
Just look at that beautiful sight. /swoon
... when Kiara cracks me up by doing strange and unexpected things.
Yes, that is her sitting casually on the dining table. She used the sofa as her launch pad.
... with my gorgeous new leather cuff from ThirtyFour.
Sunday, December 6, 2009 // 11:28 PM // dreams are wishes left unwritten
thoughts.
I turned 21, it seemed, in the blink of an eye.
I wanted to write a post about it earlier, but I couldn't seem to find the words to articulate my feelings.
I feel... like I've grown up somehow, like something in me has changed. I feel calmer now, a kind of inner peace that helps me to slow down and view the world with better lenses.
I feel as though I'm on the verge of a great journey, without a map, compass, or directions.
On some days, the magic isn't there, and I feel like the days are long and dull, losing myself in a complacent and sedentary fog.
On other days, I feel a veritable whirlwind of emotions whipping through my mind. A great host of thoughts clamouring to make themselves heard, acknowledged. My heart feels pulled in so many directions, not knowing which path to take, and where my future lies.
And on the days when the magic comes again, I feel light. Like I've woken up from a deep slumber that comes from habit, repetition, boring everyday life.
I feel an urge to constantly delve into history, not to get stuck in the dusty past, but to learn about people, about us, about me.
I've always felt this unexplainable pull towards people. I want to talk to everyone, listen to their stories, look at their faces, their expressions. I've never enjoyed paintings, photos, stories that were about non-human things. I need movement, change, expression, depth.
There's just something about the companionship of another human being, that makes life that much more bearable. Relationships and cultures fascinate me to no end. Perhaps I should've explored anthropology instead.
Today, is neither a dark nor very light day. It's a day to just put everything aside, and just be.
Friday, December 4, 2009 // 7:28 PM // dreams are wishes left unwritten
2012.
Can I just say, Best. Movie. Ever.
I walked into the cinema with zero expectations. And was completely blown away.
So I wasn't too impressed with Mayan doomsday predictions and the predictable plot. What really won me over was the underlying themes woven throughout the scenes.
At the end of the day, it all comes down to survival, the foundation of basic human instinct. But warring with it is compassion, the one thing that truly defines us as human beings.
So really, how do you choose, when your very life depends on your selfishness?
My heart tore when I saw this selfish, cruel, arrogant billionaire of a Russian give up his life to save his twin sons. He hurt countless people thoughtlessly throughout his life with his actions, and yet his sons were his world. And that love for them triumphed over his survival instincts in the end.
I think he represents our ongoing struggle with our inner selves. Our demons are always there, cajoling and prodding at us to get ahead in the game. Our ability to control them, that's the essence of our humanity.
I also love the way the movie portrays how fortuitous circumstances often directly result in much more horrifying consequences. Sometimes those events pass out of our lives forever, and we don't see what happens next. Sometimes, though, we become direct bystanders, the innocent cause of something terrible.
We all hope to do good, but that's just life. Perhaps one good turn results in ten horrific ones. You save a life and kill thousands later, through that life that was saved. Would you do it differently, then, if you knew what the consequences were going to be?
I think I would. The value of one life cannot be weighed on the scales against the value of a thousand others. One life. What an incredible concept that just one life could alter the world's course forever. What's even more incredible is that there are 6.6 billion lives on earth. Each with this incredible power in their hands. If even 1/16th of those people could get over all this senseless hatred and fighting, think of the things we could do.
... It's mind blowing.
Gives you so much food for thought and more, doesn't it?
That's really why I love the movie; not for its flashy scenes, but for its universal message.
Monday, November 23, 2009 // 1:59 AM // dreams are wishes left unwritten
willpower failure.
Just woke up to a very rainy Monday.
Rain drumming on the windows, drowning out every other sound. My heart and will melts, my pillows suddenly seem ten times softer, and my comforter a solid weight demanding I stay down.
Classes, schedules and lists suddenly seem like remote concepts, while Sleep beckons me temptingly into her soft, forgetful embrace.
I yawn. Once, twice, multiple times. My eyes are fighting a losing battle.
Struggle to the computer and check for important mails. None for now. Struggle to type the words you're now reading. Not really working, am still devastatingly sleepy.
Sigh, why did you have to rain today, Monday? Now the question is: to skip class, or to not skip class?
/sigh
Update: I just found out class got cancelled today. HAHA
Monday, November 16, 2009 // 11:05 AM // dreams are wishes left unwritten
Breathe.
It's been a helluva week.
My to-do list keeps piling up, and I discover a new thing to add every time I stop to take a breather. Metaphorically speaking, I keep seeing huge towering sheafs of paperwork heaped onto my desk.
November is blurring by so quickly; I'm floored that I'm going to be 21 in two weeks, and 2009 is ending.
Schedule-wise, it doesn't look like I'm going to be able to relax and welcome in the new year slowly.
Actually, it's going to be more like that full-out sprinting into 2010, and you've got a more accurate description. /grin
Oh well, you know what they say: Anything worth doing is worth doing well, right?
On the other hand, goodbye my sleepy lazy Sundays.
Sunday, November 8, 2009 // 1:18 PM // dreams are wishes left unwritten
"Courage, sacrifice, determination, commitment, toughness, heart, talent, guts. That's what little girls are made of; the heck with sugar and spice." Bethany Hamilton |
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Hannah's Charity Christmas Concert ;)
An incomplete group pic from Hannah's press conference for the Christmas Charity concert next Sunday!
This week has been a mad week, what with making a zillion calls to confirm things for the concert and sleeping at 6am (YES, SIX IN THE MORNING) when normal old people wake up to do tai chi because I'm busy mugging for my final exams.
/cry
Plus I've consumed so much chocolate in the past two days, it's frightening. It's more chocolate than I eat in one year. God, I hate exams. (one more semester then I'm freeeeee! (y)) Well, actually it will then doom me to a lifetime of paying bills but let's take one thing at a time. /grin
And I need to find several large Christmas trees for the concert deco. Anyone can hook me up with a nice generous christmas tree seller??? :D
Oh yes, and do attend the concert! It's for an awesome cause. Putting a big smile on some little kid's face is worth 2 hours of your time isn't it? :) All you have to do is head over to MPH or Jusco and get a box of crayons, color pencils, or even a nice storybook.
Well, that's what I would get anyway. :)
Anyway, wrap it nicely, preferably with a bow haha (because presents are more exciting to open then isn't it) and hand it over to me next Sunday in exchange for a ticket! Easy.
You can go to Hannah's official site to reserve your tickets or email catchme@hannahtan.com to let us know how many tickets you want! Quick, click!
pic: credits to Shaz 10:37 PM // Out of the darkness and into the sun
I'm happy.
... on a good hair day.
... with yummy brunches@La Bodega Telawi.
Cold roast lamb and smoked salmon with apple and mint salad + tons of hot tea is divine on Sunday mornings.
... chilling out with the boyfriend while waiting for movie marathons to start.
*look at how stressed he looks. HAHA adorableness.
... when I'm raking in the big money. $$
Just look at that beautiful sight. /swoon
... when Kiara cracks me up by doing strange and unexpected things.
Yes, that is her sitting casually on the dining table. She used the sofa as her launch pad.
... with my gorgeous new leather cuff from ThirtyFour.
I wanted to write a post about it earlier, but I couldn't seem to find the words to articulate my feelings.
I feel... like I've grown up somehow, like something in me has changed. I feel calmer now, a kind of inner peace that helps me to slow down and view the world with better lenses.
I feel as though I'm on the verge of a great journey, without a map, compass, or directions.
On some days, the magic isn't there, and I feel like the days are long and dull, losing myself in a complacent and sedentary fog.
On other days, I feel a veritable whirlwind of emotions whipping through my mind. A great host of thoughts clamouring to make themselves heard, acknowledged. My heart feels pulled in so many directions, not knowing which path to take, and where my future lies.
And on the days when the magic comes again, I feel light. Like I've woken up from a deep slumber that comes from habit, repetition, boring everyday life.
I feel an urge to constantly delve into history, not to get stuck in the dusty past, but to learn about people, about us, about me.
I've always felt this unexplainable pull towards people. I want to talk to everyone, listen to their stories, look at their faces, their expressions. I've never enjoyed paintings, photos, stories that were about non-human things. I need movement, change, expression, depth.
There's just something about the companionship of another human being, that makes life that much more bearable. Relationships and cultures fascinate me to no end. Perhaps I should've explored anthropology instead.
Today, is neither a dark nor very light day. It's a day to just put everything aside, and just be.
I walked into the cinema with zero expectations. And was completely blown away.
So I wasn't too impressed with Mayan doomsday predictions and the predictable plot. What really won me over was the underlying themes woven throughout the scenes.
At the end of the day, it all comes down to survival, the foundation of basic human instinct. But warring with it is compassion, the one thing that truly defines us as human beings.
So really, how do you choose, when your very life depends on your selfishness?
My heart tore when I saw this selfish, cruel, arrogant billionaire of a Russian give up his life to save his twin sons. He hurt countless people thoughtlessly throughout his life with his actions, and yet his sons were his world. And that love for them triumphed over his survival instincts in the end.
I think he represents our ongoing struggle with our inner selves. Our demons are always there, cajoling and prodding at us to get ahead in the game. Our ability to control them, that's the essence of our humanity.
I also love the way the movie portrays how fortuitous circumstances often directly result in much more horrifying consequences. Sometimes those events pass out of our lives forever, and we don't see what happens next. Sometimes, though, we become direct bystanders, the innocent cause of something terrible.
We all hope to do good, but that's just life. Perhaps one good turn results in ten horrific ones. You save a life and kill thousands later, through that life that was saved. Would you do it differently, then, if you knew what the consequences were going to be?
I think I would. The value of one life cannot be weighed on the scales against the value of a thousand others. One life. What an incredible concept that just one life could alter the world's course forever. What's even more incredible is that there are 6.6 billion lives on earth. Each with this incredible power in their hands. If even 1/16th of those people could get over all this senseless hatred and fighting, think of the things we could do.
... It's mind blowing.
Gives you so much food for thought and more, doesn't it?
That's really why I love the movie; not for its flashy scenes, but for its universal message.
Rain drumming on the windows, drowning out every other sound. My heart and will melts, my pillows suddenly seem ten times softer, and my comforter a solid weight demanding I stay down.
Classes, schedules and lists suddenly seem like remote concepts, while Sleep beckons me temptingly into her soft, forgetful embrace.
I yawn. Once, twice, multiple times. My eyes are fighting a losing battle.
Struggle to the computer and check for important mails. None for now. Struggle to type the words you're now reading. Not really working, am still devastatingly sleepy.
Sigh, why did you have to rain today, Monday? Now the question is: to skip class, or to not skip class?
/sigh
Update: I just found out class got cancelled today. HAHA
My to-do list keeps piling up, and I discover a new thing to add every time I stop to take a breather. Metaphorically speaking, I keep seeing huge towering sheafs of paperwork heaped onto my desk.
November is blurring by so quickly; I'm floored that I'm going to be 21 in two weeks, and 2009 is ending.
Schedule-wise, it doesn't look like I'm going to be able to relax and welcome in the new year slowly.
Actually, it's going to be more like that full-out sprinting into 2010, and you've got a more accurate description. /grin
Oh well, you know what they say: Anything worth doing is worth doing well, right?
On the other hand, goodbye my sleepy lazy Sundays.
