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Showing posts with label daily. Show all posts

Jul 26, 2017

two months

It's been nearly two months since the end of my final semester as an undergraduate. I remember how I was nervous, indecisive and busy preparing for my FYP, job hunt as well as application for postgrad. It was pretty late when I started considering doing a masters, hence my current university became my one and only choice as it doesn't require a lot of documentation and communication was easy. As you can see, the whole point here was 'easy'. However, I chose to take on the difficult route and went through many job interviews and in the end secured a position that has a lot of potential yet little salary to offer. I was really pleased with the company I applied but it wasn't my ideal kind of job. I talked and talked to many people and in the end gave up the job and opted for masters as a way of giving myself another chance. It can be pretty frustrating to start over again in a different field, but it's not like I am doing better in my own major. Oh god, what the heck.

Here's two months' worth of memories according to the iPhone. Feel free to stop or skip anytime you get bored. (too comfortable yet v guilty with my current life gaming at home)














Two and a half weeks left till the end of summer holidays. So grateful for a long break at home!

May 8, 2016

exam week


Sorry for the lack of posts, will update more after my exams :(
I guess I might do really badly for my finals since I did all the studying last minute, plus I procrastinate so much even if it's already too late to start studying, plus I went online shopping and won an auction.... Wish me luck, I'm just aiming for a pass!

Dec 9, 2015

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PABOYA has become one of my most frequently used Korean phrase... on myself. It literally means stupid, cos I'm so bad at making decisions I ended up making the worst decisions all the time. Time never gets a chance to make a U-turn, so I had to calm myself down every time and tell myself: No. It's not that bad.

I am writing this post for myself, as a full-time self-reminder for the future. I learned these from the decisions made in the past week, and unfortunately all of the decisions made are wrong as I look back right now. I apologize for making you read a piece of monologue as I persuade myself to overcome this negativity.

I wonder what the heck am I doing my whole life. Being grateful for waking up every morning and being able to talk to people to tell that I've not yet evaporate from this space. Then I slowly realized the effects of having a poor heart. That not being rich kind of poor. This poverty of heart blinds you by not letting you see the good things offered by a higher price. This led to the misjudgments and wrong analyses at critical moments.

At times like this, wake yourself up. Give yourself a good slap.
Trust the irrational motto by someone you know: The more expensive something is, the better it is.

That's how you will unearth the positives masked by the price tag.

And really, why regret decisions? They can never be unchanged! (Well, not really, most could be changed under huge sacrifices)

Ugh I'm recalling what I did and am starting to experience the blues again...

Don't look back at mistakes. Look forward. Mistakes cannot be undone, but they can be repaired to minimize the damage. If minimizing doesn't work, try to build something on top of it, so the mistake could be a beautiful one. Mourning over a mistake does nothing but amplifying the sadness, which is simply a waste of energy and time. Don't let negativity consume you, beat it and let optimistic thoughts power your body to continue living! We all need some kind of motivation to push ourselves to be braver. Try harder and harder. Believe in yourself that you can overcome it even if it seemed impossible. Embrace these challenges as they make you stronger (oh gosh I'm starting to sound like a personal trainer), think about the future. It's all the mistakes that make your roots deeper so you could be more resilient. Mistakes were meant to teach you things you never knew without breaking the rules. At least you've learned how you could handle such situations in the future. They are like cruel teachers that don't give a single f**k of how you feel but insisted on teaching you a lesson. They are the worst teachers, but yes it is a life course one must take. I fell so many times that I know I had to be extra careful walking, but I also knew that it is inevitable to fall sometimes that I forgive myself for falling. You become numb from all the damages. Learning to feel and unfeel, and let go of the feeling is one of the highest mental level imo, probably only achieved by the saints.

All right, I am no saint, and I make mistakes.
As long as you learned something from the mistake, your mistake isn't that wrong.
If the cost of the mistake isn't that big, smile and go ahead of it. Forget about it.
Don't lose hope on your life. The Earth doesn't stop moving for you.
Be grateful that you are loved. Believe that the love can give you the power to live.

It's 12:31 am, time to go to bed.
Thanks for reading. These are really sincere and personal messages I've been telling myself since the start of the post. I didn't expect it to accumulate to such a lengthy post, but yeah I really needed that much to push myself forward.

Good night!
W

Sep 27, 2015

September

It's been three weeks since my last post, and I'm starting to feel sorry for myself as life gets hectic. The add-drop period was much appreciated with hiking, knitting, reading and hanging out with friends but as soon as it's over I'm totally engaged with school work, unhelpful meetings and hell, the project leftovers from last summer. I'm so grateful that all of these will be over on the coming Tuesday, and I'll hopefully find a well balance in between living and studying.

So here's how life's been so far, according to my instagram (which I'm starting to feel a lot more reluctant to post photos there as more people I know in real life discovered my account):





All taken and processed on my iPhone5S.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I really enjoyed being a part of the crowd in Victoria Park last night. It makes me feel like I'm really someone who lives in HK.
I wish to find more time to spend here and enjoy self-reflections. I'll try...

Aug 6, 2015

der Mond



The moon was red last night, like a fierce guardian overlooking the squid fishing people at the sea. 


Aug 2, 2015

from my room


So my sister's leaving HK tonight for Germany for her summer exchange, which means my close connections in the university are disintegrated temporarily.

I'm getting a little worried about my current lifestyle; it's either being super leisure or extra active, in terms of doing my schoolwork/housework or walking on the streets. I'd be spending the whole day in the hall cooking simple good (sometimes weird, as pictured, oversized Japanese/Chinese/Italian fusion tacos) food for myself and stare at my pc, or otherwise out in the city for the whole day, coming home with an exhausted body. And apparently I'm sleeping late and not really waking up early. Oh summer. 1 more month to go.

W

Jul 30, 2015

2 days ago

 Just some casual shots featuring a rainbow hanging outside my window, friends and the moon.

(the last one is taken by my sister)

All photos taken with Nikon Df + 50mm f/1.4 and processed in Lightroom5.

May 2, 2015

stay strong


Hello May... Life's been going a little too fast recently I am trying hard to catch up with many things, which inevitably involves schoolwork and socializing. 

I wish to express my feelings as much as I could but I don't have so many words and time for it. Forgive me that this will be a messy post.

I took a humanities course this semester and have been working on that piece of essay since a few weeks ago (trust me, it's not easy to persuade yourself) so I've been in intimate contact with the spiritual self and have become very emotional (not usually used to describe oneself but whatever) I started listening to songs which bring nostalgic memories and experiencing sadness originating from helplessness. The realization that moments are never permanent; that feelings, memories and things have to be experienced and left as time passes; that there's no way to stop this feeling but feeling it.

So life's been really busy. The semester is coming to an end and summer break is starting soon. I hate how I didn't have plans for it and how I hate commitments but somehow need a companion. I wanted to spend the break doing things I like despite they are never productive, and I hate how I wanted to do things which people think is not worth doing. I might be spending summer in HK, although not full-time here and I really don't like how hot it could be and always crowded wherever I go. Maybe all I wanna do is spend time in Malaysia traveling around my country. I love my country. People say the country and government doesn't appreciate us, but I hope this will be changed someday. Unfairness is everywhere, so I hope (at least) there's a better reason for it: not going back into history digging some outdated laws out. Times have changed. It's time for a change.

Stay strong Nepal. 
It's hard to believe you are never gonna be the same as the year before.

Stay strong myself.
Tomorrow will be better.

Mar 13, 2015

busy weeks

Nepal, Summer 2014

The content is completely unrelated to the picture above. I just felt like posting one of these I shot on the way from Kathmandu to Pokhara. That was a literally tough/rough trip.

I have so many things going on in these few weeks so I'd better jot them down before things get crazy:
  • Volunteering trip to Hainan, China for a week by the end of March (!)
  • Midterms on the next few weeks -I've still got an e-mail to send to the profs ugh
  • Easter break trip
  • China visa collection on next Monday.
  • Scholarship application
  • Internship application oh goddamnit
  • Catching up on fluid mech class (and of course thermo)
  • Chinese presentation and essay (shittiest of all)


That's a hell lot of things to do.
And yes, my current favorite musician would be Yonezu Kenshi-san.
Good night everyone,
w

Dec 29, 2014

an evening in saikung

 
20/12/2014
Forever posting overdue photos. More than a week have passed but I always find these memories fresh in my mind. If only I could be a lil more hardworking I would have finished this post earlier...

My lil sis just left the university for home and I spent the day doing laundry, had lunch with my girlfriend Kirs and went back to my room to edit photos. A slow day indeed. 3 more days to the new year and I am so not ready for it to come.

I'm starting to feel a little uncomfortable on Instagram. It could be should be my own weird social awkwardness doing this shit to me. I share very personal images on Instagram, where probably only a few person I know irl know my account and stopped using fb since a long time ago. It is weird how I am completely fine and comfortable to let strangers peek through my life, rather than letting my friends to see my photos. I tend to post a lot especially when I travel, those are moments which I really appreciate and I document them by picturing and posting them on Instagram. I probably should call my acc a personal one but why do I even need an "official" one when I am just a nobody? I told myself: the account is mine and I can post whatever I want, ignoring the fact that I'm spamming the others' feeds.
More and more people found my account, and I thought I would be okay with that. But a comment from my friend proved me wrong. He introduced me a new word "hipster" to describe my photos. I really hope someone would be kind enough to tell me what it means (as he said it's not a compliment). Or maybe I should just care less and do more.