Abstruse Musing

One of my many problems is that I tend to hold onto things. I'm sentimental and I don't like to throw things out, I still have old Christmas cards from when I was in primary school. The thing which bothers me most is my adeptness in remembering things, it takes me a long time to get over things. Within the last few days, I've grown increasingly annoyed at a friend. For the sake of this post, I shall refer to this individual as G. I'm the kind of person that becomes bored and indifferent whenever I am faced with repetition. G has harped on about developing feelings for someone and hoped for their relations to blossom. At first I thought it was merely two interested parties dancing about social norms. But it could be suffice to say that those feelings were partly unrequited for. G was infatuated with this person and towards the end, I grew so tiresome of hearing about those fruitless tales. I felt as though we were wasting our time trying to console G because all o...

I was told by a lecturer that a certain essay I wrote was not personal enough, I do struggle with writing in first person. The only chance I ever have of writing in first person, is essentially here. Maybe I'm just so accustomed to writing in third person, I prefer to stay away from anything personal. My apologies for the tardiness of this update, I still cannot manage my time efficiently. Since taking this HR subject, Helen, has inspired me through her teaching. I feel it would be a shame if she leaves her post after this mid semester break. The original lecturer is returning and I do dread that. I still recall taking Helen's class some semesters ago, I never missed a class. She has a wealth of experience and knowledge. I've pondered excessively over something she shared in class, ' know thyself '. Now I know what I want. I suppose the real question is... Have I changed? Is it for better or for worse? I don't have a discrete answer. Every coin has two si...

Last weekend, a group of us went for a day trip down to Jervis Bay. We hired a mini bus, my best friend drove us there and back. She wore a rather humorous hat whilst driving at first, the hat read 'absolutely fabulous'. Indeed the hat was correct! I'd say that was a much needed trip, I've been feeling rather stressed the last few weeks. The drive there was a little longer than I'm accustomed to, I've never been one to sit in a car for over an hour and a half. I ended up talking for the bulk of the trip to a close friend of mine, I'll blame my overly-bubbly mood on my increased uptake of caffeine and sugar (I've experienced that today as well, oh dear). I tested out my camera whilst the bus was moving and I'm quite surprised how well it handles image stabilisation. Huskisson seemed like a nice quaint little town, its very serene and I particularly liked the cinema. Its situated at the quieter end of the town, right next to some residenti...

I'm currently at university and rather bored. I arrived on campus then realised class wasn't for another two hours. As I was ran past all the pedestrians with vacant expressions, I saw a van with an inspirational message. That van was the reason behind the title in this post, I pondered upon that expression and thought I would share it. I'm rather looking forward to the weekend, I'll be going to Jervis Bay with a group of friends. We'll be hiring a mini us and driving down there. I hope the weather will be nice, I'm ready to be a tourist and snap plenty of pictures. It's only Monday and I'm already pondering about the weekend. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way.

I was really happy to see my old lecturer from HR/IR strategy, Helen is teaching another subject I'm taking this semester. I aspire to be like her, she's so knowledgeable and I wish I could be like her some day. She told us to follow our dreams and to be prepared to change if the dream doesn't suit you any more. I wish I had heard that advice much sooner.  Last night I went to the Biennale exhibition at Walsh Bay, my companion and I arrived rather early. We were hoping to beat the queue since there was a free nail art event, it rained throughout the afternoon so the queue was almost non existent. I did manage to take a few pictures as the sun was setting, that made the wait a little more tolerable.   The exhibition was interesting and I wondered what it would've looked like in the daytime. It was a great experience, I intend to upload more pictures from last night after I've gone through them and edited a few. We sipped on cider and got our nails done. ...

I went to the biennale with a good friend of mine, we haven't seen each other in a while so it was a good catch up. Despite the uncooperative cold and cloudy weather, we forged ahead and hopped on the ferry to Cockatoo Island. I find myself at ease when I look at the dedication these artists invest in their artwork.  So here are a select few of my favourites from the island. 

Several months ago, a friend shared a story she had heard about a coworker. I thought the story was inspirational and I hope you also find it to be so. There once was a young man who undertook studies at university, he tried to do well but failed time and time again. He was excluded from his studies, so he went to college and successfully completed his course. Once again, he failed in university and was excluded. Instead he travelled, worked and gained more life experiences. When he returned back to university, he smoothly finished his degree. The trial was not quite over, he worked tirelessly over the span of many years and climbed up the corporate ladder. Today he is an executive of a law firm. When met with failure and obstacles, you must persevere. What you choose to do now, will sow the seeds of your future. If I faced his trials, I'm not sure if I could summon the courage to continue forging ahead. I do admire the moral behind the story, hard work does reap results. I...