"In that small house of his, knowledge was a certain power. Everything that leads to it is gold, and everything else was copper."
It feels like it has been ages since I last made a blog post, and truth to be told, that seems to be actually the case! I have been focusing on doing so many things that I think will benefit me in the future, but it seems like a portion of me is forgetting the me that is living in the present. Wah- that shouldn't be the case. I wouldn't be able to live happily that way.
Lately, I have been worrying about what my future looks like. It's a pointless thing to be worried about, but when you start to overthink, it's one of those topics that your mind tend to venture to due to its complexity. The more complex a thought is, the more the mind gets attracted to it. It's as if the mind is a foolish adventurer who goes to places they know fairly well will bring them to a point of no return.
But when those things happen though, one of the things I like to do is to write down my thoughts. I find writing on paper to be the most therapeutic but, now that I'm spending more and more time on public transportation, I have to make do with typing them down. And as much as I fear sharing my thoughts in such a public space like the Internet, a part of me wonders how it felt when I was younger, when oversharing was nothing more than a daily routine to complete a day.
What a beauty it is to be able to write. To be able to express one's thoughts of something as profound as the world we're living in. To think there was a time when it was not possible, to think there are still times when it's not doable, brings a kind of pain in my heart I could never describe.
As much as I would love to continue writing, it is almost time for my destination- in which I have to probably put down my phone and proceed to my journey back home. And if I ever save this post in the drafts, one should know that it probably would no longer see the light of day over the level of procrastination I hold in my day-to-day life. And so, I mark this sentence as the end of my drabble for today, and wishing it will somehow hold a value to myself when time passes me by.
Until then. Until we meet again.
Credits : Photo by Benjamin Davies on Unsplash
A compilation of widget trees that I created during class while studying about the Flutter framework! The task we're given was to remake a social media app, so I recreated my favorite SNS platform, Twitter! x'D
Cover Photo by Claudio Schwarz on Unsplash
So this thing started a while back, when randomly one of my close friends in university started getting interested in touch-typing. To explain the beginning of it all, it's possibly because he wanted to be able to type faster so he could perform coding more efficiently, since we all know how much typing is needed in order for you to code. At any rate, it started with one person, but it soon spread to the rest of us, because it's simply how we work. In the end pretty much the whole group was sitting around this one table playing a race game where the winner is determined by how fast you type out a paragraph of words.
Afterwards I kind of got into it so much that I actually looked up on touch-typing and enrolled on keyboard typing practice website just so that I can learn on how to type faster. It's truly an interesting experience (laughs).
Credits :
Workplace isolation is a common experience faced by women in the
workplace, especially those who are in the technology and engineering sector.
This situation causes them to feel anxious and pressured while working, and the
slow progress towards gender equality in most companies does not make it any
better. In order to improve this, several measures can be taken to diminish the
barrier holding women back, achieving the progress of banishing workplace
isolation. One of these measures include making sure that there is at least two
women in a workplace. Teams could be assembled to consist of several women
rather than having one women on every team. Processes for making promotions and
filling vacancies should also be reviewed, while the CEO transition period can
be used to improve the proportion of women in management. Obtaining gender
parity in the workplace differs from one industry to another, but efforts are
being made by worldwide companies to change the status quo. These efforts can
continue to be motivated by building strength in numbers.
(171 words)
A summary written from the original article : https://www.mckinsey.com/featured-insights/gender-equality/one-is-the-loneliest-number
Credits :
Photo by Helloquence on Unsplash
Sometimes I feel like Astro's first full length album has like the best quote I've ever seen or read in a while. It's pretty much a play on words, but it's not entirely wrong. It's gonna be alright, because everything gonna be bright and all light. Even thinking about it is making me light-hearted (laughs).
"The river of dreams had always been, my reason to breathe."
A short poem I wrote on the 5th of March 2019.
A short poem I wrote on the 5th of March 2019.
"The things that I love right now, are the things that I learned to love from you." A short poetic story I wrote eight years ago about the things that I learned to love from someone I love.
THE THINGS THAT I LOVE
I really love the
colour blue. The soft colour of blue like the sky in the middle of the day.
It’s like it’s painted neatly there in the sky, mixed up with a whole different
hues of blue. Yet, it’s still as bright as ever, the vast and endless, never-ending
sky. Other than that, I also loved fireworks. The moment they explode in the
night sky for a few seconds and then scatters so far apart, illuminating the
sky once and disappearing in the next. Every time I see it, it takes my breath
away. It was just for a moment, but it stayed in my memory forever.
I really, really
love the stars. It’s there even though you can never see it, taking care of you
from far away. Rather than traditional, I really wanted to try digital drawing.
I never use a correction tape anymore even though I used to back in Form One,
since I found out that it wasted time and money. Crossing my mistakes would’ve
been the better choice. If I did a mistake, I could’ve asked for another paper.
In this whole world, I only own a single brother, which I hated a lot. But, I
found out that you will miss them very much when they are gone, and by then you
will realize they had always been with you. So, I started appreciating his
existence in my life, and I found out it he wasn’t so bad after we mend our
misunderstandings.
I am what you call
a rebel teenager. I argued with my parents a lot. But I found out how much responsibility
they took just to take care of me, and how big my responsibility is to take
care of them in return when they get older. I really love my parents. I loved
the stage as well. I want my feelings and my words reach everyone so they’re
conveyed properly and so that I would be able to be who I am. I liked entering
competitions because I loved winning. I love the satisfaction of winning
something, and hated losing. But, soon after, I learned that even losing is not
a bad thing as long as you have fun doing it.
In fact, above
everything else, I used to hate myself. But I came to love as who I am, because
I understood that even a person like me can be loved by someone.
Look, I’m coloured
in your colour. I loved fireworks so much, I ran just to catch a glimpse of
them, wondering how I felt when I looked at it back then. I can’t help but to
stare at the sky, every single time when it turns to your favorite hue. I can
never bring myself to buy a correction tape again nor can I stop stargazing in
the night.
Like a firework
that burst in the sky, and stopped for moment. For a long, long time, without
scattering at all. Ah, is that the condition of my heart right now? Right now
I’m still running after that firework, so I can see it disappear in front of my
eyes so my heart will feel at ease. Tears, please don’t ever fall again.
The things that I love right now, are the
things that I learned to love from you.
-YUKINA-
27.7.2014 (554 words)
I always feel sad to throw all my assignments away so I make sure to back them up somewhere. So here's a (Part 2!) compilation of the Chemistry Models that I made during my Foundation years for my Chemistry class!
"I still remember that one time when a famous bully in my school came to class with a black eye and a broken arm. I heard rumors that he was physically abused by his father at home, and he had a fight the night before trying to protect himself from him." An essay I wrote about the causes of bullying behavior for an English class in first year of university.
"They say that “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”, but what happens if Jack has too much play and no work at all?" An argumentative essay I wrote for an English class during my Foundation years.
