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Jane
Bits of myself? I am me. Just me. I am complicated. Just like you are. Don't try to simplify things for me because it doesn't work that way. Wanna go? Theotherme: Jane |
Sunday, February 28, 2010
In my mind....only words form...and then an imaginary scenario unfolds...
I've never formed full sentences in my mind without trying before...mostly just words or half a sentence. I wonder if everyone else's minds are full of structured and grammatically perfect full essays? And what language do you think in? I think when i was young I thought in "Hakka", I can't remember if I thought in Mandarin when I was in Hin Hua...but now I think in english most times... sometimes I'll be singing some tune in my head that I've been listening to before...until I get sick of it even if I dont ever sing it out loud...lol I used to have many ideologies... but I was never one to voice them out or one to actively practice what I believed... so I must never expect everyone to have my perspective and be pissed when they don't right. ....must remember...cos I always forget. And I'm at awe and wonder of the people around me recently...they've shown me so much more to love...the different dynamics to it, the endless capacities of it. Beautiful. But also must remember to not let just about anyone who talks a lot or loudly or confidently to mould my thoughts. "hhmm~hm~hm~hm~hhhhmmmmmm~~~" humming the tune in my mind. hehe..wanna know which tune it is? ask me! :P I'd wanna list my thoughts now in single words but I've forgotten even those words for now... eekk.... Thank you, every single one of you out there who's taught me a thing or two about love. Those who show it to me, shower me with it...those who didn't mean to but did anyway by being themselves, those who demonstrate it not knowing anyone was watching... but I was... :) Love is beautiful. It's in your annoying sisters who compete with each other to see who can annoy you more. It's in the shrieks your mom makes to make you get something. It's in the laughs you get with understanding something only you and another person gets. Its in the passion you see in others. It's in puppies. It's in getting so tired but you stay up for the other person. It's in shutting up and listening to another person's problems and not trying to solve them but just being there. It's in chocolate cake. It's in rain. Or lightning. Or meeting up with friends you haven't seen for years but still feels like no time's have passed. Or people wanting to spend time with you. It's in walking your dog who's always happy to see you even if you've ignored her all day. Laughing. Crying. Falling. Jumping for photos. Getting tickled by tiny fishies nibbling at the skin of your feet. It's in the cool of the night when the fireworks competition is going on and you sit out side at the park to watch it. It's in the asam laksa mini maggi in a soup mug. It's in music. It's in you. It's in me. It's in Him. Love is beautiful....I just must remember to look for it. What am I supposed to be saying again? Jane |