Lessons from Michael Buble

Last night, after seeing Michael Buble at GM Place (aka Rogers Arena now), I wiki-ed him when I got home. According to Wikipedia, when Buble was a teenager, he'd sleep on his Bible and pray really hard that he could become a singer.

In my memory, there was a handful of times in my life so far where I've felt like I really want something and that I cannot imagine my life if I were to fail to get or achieve it. It's as if day in day out my thoughts would just go back to this one thing that I'm trying to achieve and that every other priority, responsibility or possibility just pales compared to this one big glowing "destiny" that I'm striving to fulfill.

Sometimes, I'd be pushing full-force ahead: I would be really confident that I can achieve this "Manifest Destiny" like there's no other way that things could possibly unfold and that this is what's "meant to be". I'd be confident enough to go and tell others that "ya, that's what's gonna happen to me in ____ amount of time". I'd be confident enough to take every step that I need to take in such a way that I don't treat them as hurdles in my path to success but rather as just steps (like how one most boil water and open the package of instant noodles before one can cook instant noodles to eat - the act of boiling water and opening the package are just steps, not hurdles).

Other times, I just want to sleep through all of it and refuse to acknowledge the fact that I must do what I must. I'd be convinced that there's no way I can do it but maybe luck can bring me through. I'd regret ever telling people that I'm trying to achieve this because I'll be so afraid of having eventually to admit that I've failed in front of these people. Or having to face myself for my failures.

Well, at least things worked out for Buble.

Other People's Weddings

I love other people's weddings because it's a great excuse to buy a new dress for the occasion. what a selfish yet entirely valid reason =)

I also love it when coupons/gift certificates are threatening to expire on me. Because it is a perfectly nice reason to spend money now.

充實

Spent 3 hours at SFU library today to study for LSAT with the Powerscore LSAT Logic Games Bible (SOOO incredibly helpful! I just might manage to gain a few more points in that section...). 高妹 and I were studying on the 6th floor and apparently SFU library doesn't have A/C!! I was disappointed at first but thankfully they had all the windows open and it was quite breezy after all.

Had dinner at this wonderful place called Wilbur and Sebastian at Austin x Mariner today (where Thrifty Foods is). Great comfort food and incredibly full by the end of it all.

I won't mind continual unemployment if all my days spent jobless could be like this.

A Time to Do My Best

On my graduation day back in May, I've decided that if God ever gave me a second chance and let me go back to school next year or what not, I'll give it my 100%. I will no longer procrastinate. I will no longer trust in luck or my ability to bullshit. I will no longer assume that everything will turn out fine in the end. I will work hard and not take things for granted. I will give it my all because I want to be able to say that I am proud of what I've accomplished and that I have ran a good race.

But, as I research through potential law schools, I think I've come to the realization that God wants me to adopt this attitude now because without this attitude and such work habits, I might not be able to go back to school next year =(

Love from China

God must've heard my complaints of missing China because today He sent a very good friend that I met in China to talk to me on MSN (China people are RARELY on MSN): tons of reminiscing and all-around good chat with beloved friend and sister in Christ.

I am so thankful that I went on exchange to China.

China

Oh, how I'm missing you!

Death, Motivation

Recently, I've been thinking that a key factor of maturity (or at least, adulthood), is one's ability to handle death. My encounters with death are few and sparse - my grandfather when I was in grade 9 (by then I wasn't that close to him so I wasn't that upset but I actually felt bad because I was suppose to feel sad) and Dude (last year and I was really upset for a week). I think I still don't know what death really is or is like.

On a more positive thought, I've been extremely motivated ever since I came back from my month long vacation. So far, I've worked out 2 days out of 3 and studied 3 days out of 3. Instead of playing Sims, I've begun reading books that I've bought but never gotten around to reading. I've also cleaned my room and sent out 3 job applications.

Now if only someone would reply my job applications...