Into My Own

One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
 So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
 Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,
 But stretched away unto the edge of doom.

 I should not be withheld but that some day
 Into their vastness I should steal away,
 Fearless of ever finding open land,
 Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

 I do not see why I should e'er turn back,
 Or those should not set forth upon my track
 To overtake me, who should miss me here
 And long to know if still I held them dear.

 They would not find me changed from him they knew--
 Only more sure of all I thought was true.


Robert Frost

Going beyond the darkest gloom, the murky spot of one's self sums up the whole journey of self-actualization that I didn't meant to undergo. There's so much to learn and always much room for improvement; in summary, I thank God for people who made me realize stuff like this.

Feeling quite excited for this week. Once tomorrow's nightmarish Korean presentation is over, I can focus my energy on the projects I'm doing & that's good in a way because I honestly like the projects I have this semester as they are so so so so so so interesting, albeit having to meet deadlines etc. Last work for the month at student care, a nice break one of the day to watch Cherie's sister's stop-motion film screening that would be sent to compete in a film festival, and Lion Kings Musical for the weekend (nicely subsidized by my sister who allows me to pay the remaining back by installments. lol)

I don't feel bad giving up Roktober at Timbre anymore. =D Life of an FASS student. We study hard; read and write as if there's no tomorrow, but play pretty hard.