When I really want to do something, I would ask myself why I do. I find it really guide my way and help me make a lot of decisions. Because if you only have a goal to achieve without knowing why you want it, you would quit pretty soon, especially when obstacles presented. Knowing the why is knowing the cause of your desire. Fully understand your desire is one way to convince yourself that in order to achieve the goal, you have to jump with both feet.
[A personal example]
The action: I chose to study abroad.
The obstacle: from school and from parents regarding a lot of complicated issues such as finance.
Goal wanting to achieve: to expose myself in such an unfamiliar environment so that I can fully discover my potentials and become so much more than who I am right now being protected by parents and other people.
Why: life is so short and precious in a way that you can only have it once. Why not utilize the full of it, enjoy the full of it, understand the full of it, make the mistakes you can, love all you can, experience all you can and then die an old happy lady without any regrets like “only of I did…”
I faced the persecution of spending all this money all at once when I am still so young and not making any money. But let’s see, education is probably the best investment in the world and do it when I am young is the best of the best. So why not? The money can be earned again, and especially with more education and charisma, I can earn a hell lot more.
End of writing therapy. I am feeling so much better and I am gonna stick to my plan.
Yes this is the song.
What matters is what you make out of your experience.
It feels weird. It’s not like falling in love but the feeling of vulnerability resembles the kind that people have when falling in love.
I have no idea how I got into this chaotic biological clock — I mean, I didn’t travel across the planet to get jag-legged. I am clueless.
I am desperately to know someone. He’s brilliant in a mysterious way to me. Maybe it was just because he is too perfect to even exist — last time I checked, no one is perfect. But he is.
I want to know why he is so perfect. Is it because he is just so genius? Is it because he would do anything to make things right? Is it because I am too blind to see his imperfection?
I want to know his life goal, his ideal wife, his routine, his habit and so on and so on…
In 2009, I was living in Boston (a city I hated) and working at a frustratingly boring 9-to-5 administrative job. I was pretty miserable, and I’d spend my days reading Tumblr and wishing I had the kind of life worth documenting. The people I followed seemed to attend more glamorous events than…
Habits are our brains’ way of simp lying our lives and saving us stress and energy. The trick is to replace a bad behavior with a better one.
Rewards are key because they satisfy cravings. Focusing on rewards trains that part go the brain responsible for linking positive emotions to new habits, which makes them easier to maintain.
“The Pianist” By Roman Polanski
SCENE #1: two Nazi officers met a Jew with ‘the visible emblem’, which was a Jewish star band, on his arm. They stopped him because he didn’t take a bow, and then they punched him, telling him he shouldn’t walk on sideways with other people.
♠ It’s the first time I know human being can be that irrational and cruel towards one another, towards someone they don’t even know about. I rarely know about civil war but I have witnessed an argument taken place in one of the most open-minded place on the planet, Los Angeles. It was about racist, skin color and African American, and it was very rude.
In retrospect, people I know dislike different ones partly because they are unpredictable, potentially dangerous and sharing no common interests. I used to be one of them. Time passes by, I have grown into someone appreciates the beauty in distinction and try to learn from it. I have benefited a lot, broaden my eyes and minds like I have never been, and always been in sound state of mind. Those living in hatred actually live in hell since they are so unforgiving.
But last, I want to understand — When swallowing your pride and tolarating the humiliation is the only way to keep breathing, what do you do to convince yourself that being alive is more important than having dignity.
SCENE #2: the year was 1940. Jews were to move to a particular district in Warsaw on October 31. They were forced into action — abandoning home, selling furniture, being away from loved ones. The walls were built to isolate the Jews from other people. Remember, remember, remember.
♠ I wonder what I would be like, if I were in their situation, the Jews’, I mean. Would I be able to hold up? Would I be able to move on with my life after all those happened? Would I be myself ever again?
SCENE #3 & #4: Nazi tortured and killed a child. Nazi randomly went into Jews’ house at night, put guns onto their head, forced them running on the street, shot each one for practice or some kind of sick fun.
♠ I am still trying to understand.
SCENE FINAL: OUR MEMORY KEEPS YOU ALIVE, THE MOST DISTINGUISHED MR WILM HOSENFELD
♠ Thank you for letting so many people see the light at the end of the tunnel. So sorry that no one could get you out of Soviet prison. Thank you for enjoying his music. So sorry that he couldn’t make much difference while you were alive. Thank you for letting us realize human’s goodness will never be taken by any times, events or disaster. We wish you happy and well. God bless you.
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