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It is always surprising how small a part of life is taken up by meaningful moments. Most often they’re over before they start even though they cast a light on the future and make the person who originated them unforgettable.
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l’automne (by Rona Keller)
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Post-Birthday Post
Have had a really wonderful birthday this year :) I guess there’re extra points because I don’t have to worry about exams like I usually do, PLUS it’s a weekend! :D
I’m really thankful for all the gestures, big or small:
- Getting birthday cakes, which were d-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s!!! (I looooooove cake! My second favourite dessert hehe, after ice-cream :P And I especially appreciate the fact that Yt got me Pralet cake from Outram Park - so sweet lah! :):):))
- Organising/coordinating what presents to get (I got really practical presents this year! Which I looooveee hehe… And it’s really not easy to get presents for me I think, I wouldn’t even know what to get for myself lol. Somehow my wants have narrowed down to intangible things like learning German and having enough money to move out… sigh cost of living is perpetually my worry)
- Planning and treating me to dinners which were really yummy (Spanish and Indian - my favourites! :D)
What’s most important though - and I mean this - is spending time with me :) Makes me really really happy to meet my friends (and I think I have very wonderful ones, haha)! I guess usually everyone is busy preparing for exams during this period so it’s difficult, but now that most of us are working things have changed :P
Hmmmmmm I feel very blessed with what I have :)
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To be honest though I wasn’t exactly looking forward to my birthday - knowing that I’m getting older is a horrid thought, so I kept it at the back of my head and denied the existence of it haha. And all too soon the DAY just came and POOF! I became yet another year older… And I didn’t feel any more spectacular when the clock struck 12. Lol. But the gestures from friends made me happy and, perhaps, worth getting that 1 year older (almost!) Also listening to my boyfriend singing me the happy birthday song and telling me that I look so young, haha… Can I just say how thankful I am to have such a wonderful boyfriend? :D:D:D
The real motive my mom calls everytime is to check if I’m with my dad. Like hello???
Heute ist ein guter Tag.
Just a thought.
With all the focus on happiness and on wanting to be happy, the concept of “happiness” is still quite vague.
I do think emotions have their adaptive value - even negative ones, some of which help us to grow or get closer to one another in a friendship/relationship. And not all positive emotions are necessarily a good thing - I think what matters is from where do these emotions stem from? Is it from knowing that you have a better car/house/social status than another? Or it it from helping another realise his/her potential? I think there should be a hierarchy of emotions of sorts, and where an emotion stands depends on the kind of values we should uphold.
Values colour how we experience our emotional states.
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Had a really good time with my ex tuition/piano teacher today. I’ve been wanting to meet her since a long time ago, but haven’t had the chance to till today. There is something so fulfilling, wonderful and spiritually uplifting about having a really good conversation with someone, and having that someone acknowledge having had a good time with you, too :)
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Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affectio, the act of holding hands is often trivialised in its true implications. As the Beatles once said: ”I want to hold your hand”.
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