that thing called perspective
This year has been one heck of a prolonged, weird year, and the events that have been happening recently don't help! Weird has just been piling on top of weird and well, things are...
Okay how pointless was that.
After the As (which honestly seems like a lifetime ago, idek how that even happened) I felt that everything that went on before - the mugging, the stress, the Things That Mattered in general - seemed to shrink. I don't mean that they've lost significance, because at that point in time I'm sure that was all that mattered, but I guess that as you move on, you gain perspective (or at least to the extent that you're aware of it), and then you start to see things differently.
I saw this quote off Sandhya's tumblr and it was something like "the one constant in life is that it goes on". I think what's gonna be thrown in our faces over and over is that things in life are relative. Of course, some things have to stay - firm relationships, values, experiences - but how we interpret past events is going to evolve constantly as we mature and grow. I guess that's what being is, isn't it? Really and truly being.
I'm expecting quite a lot of change next year and all I'm really asking for Christmas is strength and patience to see things through. And see them through as well as I possibly can! With dignity, empathy and stability. Truth be told I'm apprehensive, and the weird that's been happening to me, around me, doesn't necessarily quell my anxieties but...one step at a time.
On a happier note I keep getting excited about university and beyond, and then I have to stop to remind myself that I actually have to be accepted first (I mean hello, you might wanna slow down a little?) zzz. I want to be involved in things, but not too involved that I lose sight of what I stand for. If I make it to the UK, I might join women's rugby! Or model/do some fashion things. And I genuinely want to be real with people. HAHA I talk too much.
I guess this counts for my new year's resolution post because I might actually be out on the night of the 31st (alcohol anyone?) and might not be in a state of mind for general introspection, heh. Love you all, honestly, and may 2012 be a good year nonetheless. My fingers are crossed!
Okay how pointless was that.
After the As (which honestly seems like a lifetime ago, idek how that even happened) I felt that everything that went on before - the mugging, the stress, the Things That Mattered in general - seemed to shrink. I don't mean that they've lost significance, because at that point in time I'm sure that was all that mattered, but I guess that as you move on, you gain perspective (or at least to the extent that you're aware of it), and then you start to see things differently.
I saw this quote off Sandhya's tumblr and it was something like "the one constant in life is that it goes on". I think what's gonna be thrown in our faces over and over is that things in life are relative. Of course, some things have to stay - firm relationships, values, experiences - but how we interpret past events is going to evolve constantly as we mature and grow. I guess that's what being is, isn't it? Really and truly being.
I'm expecting quite a lot of change next year and all I'm really asking for Christmas is strength and patience to see things through. And see them through as well as I possibly can! With dignity, empathy and stability. Truth be told I'm apprehensive, and the weird that's been happening to me, around me, doesn't necessarily quell my anxieties but...one step at a time.
On a happier note I keep getting excited about university and beyond, and then I have to stop to remind myself that I actually have to be accepted first (I mean hello, you might wanna slow down a little?) zzz. I want to be involved in things, but not too involved that I lose sight of what I stand for. If I make it to the UK, I might join women's rugby! Or model/do some fashion things. And I genuinely want to be real with people. HAHA I talk too much.
I guess this counts for my new year's resolution post because I might actually be out on the night of the 31st (alcohol anyone?) and might not be in a state of mind for general introspection, heh. Love you all, honestly, and may 2012 be a good year nonetheless. My fingers are crossed!