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| NYE Fireworks on the bay - Marina Bay, Singapore 2011. |
Since the mark of self-consciousness developed within, one hardly find the need or will to make any resolutions for new years. Realised that the infantile righteous spirit to improve and better oneself often open the weakened mind to discussions and the possibility of setting purposeless targets. I guess I should just remain a cranky old man who looked vindictive and adamant to changes; yet wield the power to surprise and still be respected.
My supposedly new year resolutions for 2011 is to talk less, be better with time judgement, and articulate better...meaning I need make more allowance for traffic jams or drive faster; practise communication,ace at Taboo yet I cannot talk/interrupt too much. I actually think I need these goals and they will be good, purposeful for me.
The art of self-awareness is remarkable; the subtle pursuit to the betterment of the lives of people around us seems to fall solely on our shoulders without clamouring that the changes might or have already came at a price.
I once thought I found a diary which allows one to keep on writing and recording without consequences, then realised it came with a fantastic shorthand secretary that could record my thoughts, feelings, daily happenings etc for me. How wonderful she is - with the ability to spell check, withhold sarcasms, and could even let me know I was doing double entries in the diary. I soon realised I depended too much on her, often talking too much and fell short on my own personal space to think and do more thought-out writings instead of just mouthing off whatever that comes into mind, which sometimes is just juvenile and stupid.
Remember to always retain the soul, be true to yourself, take time to adjust so that in time to come. we all know that life is a journey and we learn from it constantly. Goals are good to have if they are purposeful; like I now strive to lose 10kg before the big date. Love is all about accepting...the good and the bad - they come together.
