Memoirs of a haishya: June 2007

Saturday, June 16, 2007

未来へ

ねえ、夢が叶うことと幸せになることはどうして別なものなんだろう。いまだにわからない。夢がかなえることってやっぱりめでたくてうれしいことだけど、それでも幸せになったとはいえないのかな。一方、幸せになることって必ずしも夢をかなえるとは限らないでしょう。幸せの正体っていろいろあるから。

自分のストーリだからこそ、諦めたくない。

前だけを向いて、信じればいい。自分自身を。でも、信じることだけで何も叶わないよ。でも何があっても諦めたくない。失敗の確立は低いけど、それでも失敗する可能性はあるという。これは自分の人生だから、自分で生きてゆきたい。子供のころに描いた夢どおりに、生きて生きたい。

My dreams 言葉にできないだけなのだ。

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Living for the Future

Do we live for the past, the present, or the future? Are we doing now, what we really want? Or are we just doing what we are doing now, just for the future? Or are we doing something now, to compensate another thing in the past?

Will this really mean a different thing if it weren't for me?

I can't wait for the future. Everyday is just a going-through-the-motion affair.
It's time we move on, guys.

On a different note, I'm really touched by how the storemen really slog for their superiors. They weren't supposed to be here in the first place, yet they are doing so much, without a word of complaint.

When I was complaining about how I got the DO duty on a public holiday, I never realized how the storemen felt when they had to come back on a public holiday to do work. And mind you, it's hard labour kind of work. Yet they were all smiles. I guess it really is about finding joy in your work.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Start to End to the Beginning

When we first met each other, we were entering the teenage years of our lives.
When we are going to say goodbye, we are nearing, in fact, just passed the end of our teenage lives, and going into our adulthood.
Teens.
Now I know why we enter secondary school at 13 years old. It marks the start of our teenage. That's when we start maturing, and make friends. And I feel really happy to still be with these friends as I graduate from my teens.
I'll miss those innocent, playful, childish times. How we treated our teachers, how our teachers treated us. It's worth a smile as we recollect those moments. Unretrievable moments of our lives. But whenever we think back, it's always good memories.
As we relish those moments, we have to get ready to move on with our lives.
This is just the beginning.