Putting yourself out of your comfort zone makes you bolder. Stronger. Versatile. Ready to face anything that is thrown. I am not talking about short term comfort zones. It is the one where you wish you were on the accelerator to boost you all the way to the end. That is just, the beginning. As you move along and explore the horizons of your zone, you tend to find solace in the out-of-comfort zone. That is where nothing becomes detrimental, because you have transformed your out-of-comfort zone to a perfect place of solace and security. Paradoxical I know. Perhaps it goes beyond explication where no sentence can utter. It is only when you eat, breathe and live it yourself, that you comprehend how the intricate mechanism works. This versatility that builds lays foundation for agility and endurance, under any form of wildest circumstances within the borders of a human mind’s imagination.
In the end, you will be proud of who you’ve become. A person with a heart unbeatable by any other.
A point of moving from one place to another. Transitions equip you emotionally and mentally. Versatility builds within. You become brave. Bold. Brazen.
It’s January the First. 2010. A new perspective I have learnt to grasp. Been through many transitions. This may be one of the hardest ones I’ve undergone. It felt like a transgression. Many hindrances, confusion. No idea who to trust. Every being has their own say. Many were opposing. It covered like a shroud of cloud. A HUGE bag.
The only voice you should listen to, is His. He knows you inside out, beginning to the end. It may be difficult, with all the human voices stacked as a steel block. But when He says, “Run”, you run. Eyes looked straight towards your destination. Even when it is 40 miles away. 50. 100. Your journey is long. That is when your faith will be your energy supplier and your willpower. They will drive you all the way, even to the ends of the earth.
God does not have plans that fall below the boundaries of the norm. You take the highway, He takes the woods. These plans leaps over horizons until they come to a junction where people cannot accept it. They cannot comprehend how the plan will actually work. It looks ultimately bizarre. But He loves surprises. He has never failed to surprise me.
He has brought me through all the hindrances.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me, Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
You will never realise how judgemental you are until you are being judged by judgemental people.
That’s exactly what I underwent. I came to a point where external opinions were crushing me, and I was brought to a juncture of realization that I myself, had judged others the same way people have to me. It triggered much regret about how I could have changed my perspective of a person or a situation, and that perception would have changed the decisions I made following the issue. It could have changed how I talked and treated the person. It would have made me go the extra mile.
It is the judgementalness that lives among us that has forced us to put up facades to satisfy the perception of others. Mind you, not the genuine perception, but the perception that is measured by the images of our revolving culture. I gave it a try to be as non-judgemental as I could one day, and I realised how light my heart and mind was. I could just see beauty in everything I stumbled upon. Every problem, person, turmoil. It’s amazing that you can only capture this glimpse of delight when you change the way you perceive things. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder – so true it is.
Attempt it yourself. People will approach you more, for they know that you look out for the best in others. You work on the beauty of things, never supressing. You’re for, not against.
I’m still working on it! Still trying to sandpaper off all the bad thoughts that can rapidly run through my mind in a quarter of a second, and is powerful enough to brainwash and negate the actions that follow.
Reference Books
1. Biology SPM (Form 4 +Form 5) – Sasbadi (RM13.00)
2. Physics SPM (Form 4 + Form 5) – Sasbadi ( RM12.00)
3. Additional Mathematics SPM (Form 4 + Form 5) – Sasbadi (RM9.00)
4. Chemistry SPM (Form 4 + Form 5) – Sasbadi (RM13.00)
5. Selected Poems and Short Stories Form 4 (Literature) – Oxford Fajar (RM2.10)
Exercise Books
6. Sejarah Form 4 (Topical) – Sasbadi (RM1.50)
7. Mathematics Form 4 (Topical) – Sasbadi (RM1.50)
8. Biology Form 4 (Topical) – Sistem (RM3.50)
9. Sejarah Form 4 (Topical) – Sasbadi (RM1.50)
10. Bahasa Malaysia Form 4 – Oxford Fajar (RM2.00)
11. Biology Form 4 – Oxford Fajar (RM2.10)
12. Physics Form 4 – Oxford Fajar (RM2.10)
13. Physics Form 5 – Oxford Fajar (RM2.10)
14. Chemistry Form 4 – Oxford Fajar (RM2.10)
15. Chemistry Form 5 – Oxford Fajar (RM2.20)
16. *Additional Mathematics Form 4 – Oxford Fajar (RM1.00)
17. Koleksi Sebenar SPM Bahasa Malaysia (2004-2008) – Cerdik (RM2.00)
18. Koleksi Sebenar SPM Sejarah (2004-2008) – Cerdik (RM2.00)
19. Physics Form 4 (Topical) – Longman (RM3.30)
20. Physics Form 5 (Topical) – Longman (RM3.30)
21. Physics Form 4 (Topical) – Sasbadi (RM2.60)
22. Biology SPM Model Papers – Sasbadi (RM2.40)
23. Pendidikan Moral SPM (7 Model Papers) – Pelangi (RM1.00)
24. Bahasa Malaysia SPM (7 Model Papers) – Pelangi (RM1.80)
25. Mathematics Form 5 (Topical) – Pelangi (RM2.00)
Text Books
26. The Pearl (Form 5 Literature Text) – RM3.00
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BAH I’ve been alone the entire day, except for an hour visit at the salon. ONE more paper to go, and it’s ONE week away, and I’ve had ONE day of nil willpower to study, but I’ve got ONE thick book to study. All I wanna do is catch at least ONE movie, plus shopping. Prepare for Christmas,
If you’ve never heard of this word, it is the odd habits people have. I think the comedy of our uniqueness lies in our idiosyncrasies, where each of us has a particular way of doing or handling a certain situation or activity.
I have seating quirks. When we go to a restaurant, I have to walk around the table first to see which chair best suits me. If we are given a booth, I have to stand there for about 30 seconds while I decide where to sit. Sometimes I choose the wrong seat and I will get a bad vibe as soon as I sit down. I then make everyone get up and switch seats so I can find one where I am mentally comfortable. In a movie theater, I have to sit on the end seat, preferably in the last row, middle section (the theater I frequent has three seating sections). Sometimes (as when we saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory) we get there late and I have to sit somewhere else and I spend the whole movie fighting off a vague sense of uncomfortableness. Sort of related – in a public bathroom I will only use the second stall. If there’s a long line and I’m forced to use a different one, I’ll live, as long as it’s not an end stall. I’ll let someone go ahead of me before using an end stall.
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To spill some personal beans of mine, I discovered I actually had a lot more idiosyncrasies that I thought. It’s pretty difficult to explain it into words, call it a little indescribable. It’s simple, yet I find profound and unique.
However, a curiosity has grown to what other idiosyncrasies people actually have, and I CERTAINLY know that there is a heap of other crazy ones.
Some people just can’t look at other people in the eye while talking to them. If you meet one like that, don’t blame them. They might not be shy.
“You ain’t got yourself good memories. You ain’t even got yourself bad memories. You know why? Cause you’d be doubling so many nights under the same covers, sharing the same potty, that one day, you wake up, and you ain’t sure who you are anymore.
Maybe you’re still you, but maybe.. you’ve become someone else.”
A tape recorded statement of a poor 11 year old girl in Seattle.
In the midst of all my stress, anxieties and worries, I was taking some time to remember those my age by the streets, hoping for one thing – that they’re life be taken away. That they may get crashed by a car “accidentally”. They count the days they expect to live. They wonder if it’s this hunger that’s gonna take their life away.
Here am I, worrying if I get into a good college, do what I truly desire, worrying about funds. Other people believe in me, but I don’t believe in myself. Ironic isn’t it? Perhaps it’s an underestimation. It’s insane that a 17 year old brain has to make room for so many things that it would probably weigh heavier than all my other organs.
My very one and only hope is You.
You who created the heavens and the earth, the One who has been so generous to me.
The all mysterious Bermuda Triangle. Curiosity kills the cat. Well this curiosity may kill you. That is if you go all the way there and you know, test the waters.
