I am not alone
This is an understatement. Period.
Small, nitty-gritty events that happen to me everyday serve as my personal alarm clock, waking me up from the i-have-everything dream. I have to say that this discussion deliberately excludes the less fortunate across our globe. Well, I have to. I am not a saint. I have feelings too.
Here comes. I seldom ask them for help, not in my school stuff at least. I was appalled that I got rejected right in the face, by not 1 person but 2, when I actually needed help. It does not even require much effort. If I can't even get these people to commit, then I must say getting others less/not related to me will be a much more daunting affair.
See, it's actually these small, insignificant things people say, people do around you or to you that really account for your overall happiness. This is love. Love can be very superficial, and such love can be gotten easily. But it is the unconditional love and support that many of us lack, or are deceived to believe we have it all along. The truth is, even your closest one may not be prepared to give in their all for you, instead they are also victims of the greed, selfish seductions in life.
If I can't get the love I want in reality, then permit me to go back into my shell and find simple comfort and happiness from my imaginations.
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because small things matter
Name: Xuan | 千羽 久美子 | 채미선
Residing in: Singapore (I'm 100% Singaporean!)
School: NUS, Communications and New Media
Birthday: 25/11
Status: Single (for now *-*)
It is a little late when I decide to start this blog, but it was also at this time when I believe that blogging will benefit me in the long run. There have been many instances where my tiny brain was so overwhelmed with thoughts and feelings that it was on the verge of explosion, regardless whether they are positively or negatively charged. Bottled feelings, as most said, aren't exactly healthy. Then I chanced upon several of my friends' (both real and virtual) blogs and realised that it could be a perfect avenue to unleash and reflect upon all these fragments of memory, emotions and thoughts.
My mystery: why do some people choose to display all their unhappiness, anger and frustration externally, and transfer them to the lovely people around. Many a times, a simple smile to the people you communicate with makes the cold world seemed much more live-able. In Singapore, it is difficult to see a smile on one's face, it is even more rare to have one to smile to you. This clearly reflects why she is ranked high in the unhappiness index. I wonder...is it really that demanding for one to give even the slightest smile or warmth to the people around. Perhaps, we are all just too obsessed with personal achievements and plagued by the underlying jealousy and competition in this 'dog-eat-dog' country.
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Flavours of Life will be where I document some of those human mysteries I observe in my surroundings which most choose to ignore. It can be extremely interesting to stop, observe and reflect on them because you may be surprised by the sort of enlightenment one can gather from them. It is also here where I seek mental relaxation as it provides me with an escapism from the harsh reality. I will also use this space to immerse in my obsession for entertainment (Well, I can't quite move away from this since it is one of my main source of virtual happiness)