tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83918774468319880212024-03-13T18:04:55.976+08:00I BelieveWith God all things are possible. -Matthew 19:26Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.comBlogger706125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-66942206890850317622023-07-16T22:21:00.002+08:002023-07-16T22:30:27.973+08:00Never force, never beg and don't chase<p> Been in limbo for the past 4 months (and counting); I don't know whether to try harder or give up. </p><p>You said I am someone who is important to you but I feel that I am not worth your time. I feel like you do not need me in your life at all and I question myself (a lot) - what am I to you? A female friend? A close friend? An ex? What is my purpose in your life? What is my worth? Am I really that important? One thing for sure - I am not your priority.<br /></p><p>When I try too hard, I feel...unusual, weird and at times, irritating even. This is so not me. Why am I doing this? Am I needy? I feel like I have to be independent and cool but is this what I want to be in a relationship? Honestly, I am having second thoughts............................<br /></p><p>You know, when you hit a certain age, you begin to realize the things that matter, people that matter and to be honest, how much time do I have left? I don't wanna waste time on unnecessary people. Am I rushing? Am I desperate?</p><p>No, I am not. I know what I want and that's why I don't wanna waste anymore time. Life is not infinite. <br /></p><p><i>Someone's effort is a reflection of their interest in you</i>. Are we not speaking each others' love language? Am I missing many things here? </p><p></p><p><i>Don't force someone to have time for you. Don't beg for attention, love, assurance, consistency and time. Because if they want, they will.</i></p><p>As bad as I want to address these, some things are better left unsaid. <i> <br /></i></p><p></p><p></p>I guess I am not that strong after all...<br /><p></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-1950560885731083002023-07-15T22:22:00.017+08:002023-07-16T22:27:57.725+08:00I hope you fall in love with someone...<p style="text-align: center;"><i> I hope you fall in love with someone who always texts back and never let you fall asleep thinking you're unwanted.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>I hope you fall in love with someone who holds your hand during the scary parts of horror movies and burns cookies with you when you're too busy dancing around the kitchen.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>I hope you fall in love with someone who sees galaxies in your eyes and hears music in your heartbeats.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>I hope you fall in love with someone who tickles you and makes you smile on hard days and on easy ones.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>But beyond that, I hope you fall in love with someone who will never leave you behind and who will never take you for granted, someone who will stand by you when you're right and when you're wrong. Someone who has seen you at your worst and has loved you still. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>I hope you fall in love with someone who kisses you in the rain and hugs you in the cold and wouldn't have you any other way.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Maybe I don't deserve you...<br /></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-85606492578915433192023-03-15T08:48:00.003+08:002023-03-15T08:48:39.640+08:00想开心,就得学会装傻和看不到<p> 人要拿得起,也要放得下,拿得起是生存,放得下是生活。什么都看淡无所谓一点,心情就会好很多。</p><p>快乐有三法:舍得、放下、忘记。幸福有四要素:可以改变的去改变,不可改变的去改善,不能改善的去承担,不能承担的就放下。平淡没那并不可怕,可怕的是带着面具,活在虚荣的梦幻里。活得真实点,去活得简单些。</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-6861645815683606462023-03-12T21:35:00.003+08:002023-03-12T21:35:24.153+08:00To win in life, kill your ego<p style="text-align: center;"><i>事,想开了最好,想不开也就算,尽心了努力了就无遗憾</i></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">It is my fault</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">I ended us...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">…and there is (probably) no way back.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Now is the time to bear the consequences.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">It's ok, time to move on.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Focus on self and other things or/and people that matter more.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">But please don't blame me if I distant myself.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">I become cold to avoid getting hurt.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Please don't treat me more than how a friend should be treated.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">I will become an overthinker.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">I don't regret my actions or the things I say,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">we are probably not the one for each other.</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-82772765508055846362020-12-31T23:06:00.002+08:002021-01-04T17:08:10.421+08:00Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365-page book<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXSj9xTaLSAmMtNT_iNQL8FVo1a8H66fkY441wN80x89qVYj7c_ObAdjkS7ftFPg1h_exrkqb36OG8uMRUzpPOQcv75P66SxAcaL5eUKCTdYPiMJH9UYMHiLe2ZJyB7jiZxHDK4zqYO9U/s1024/photo_2020-12-31_17-43-35.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="664" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXSj9xTaLSAmMtNT_iNQL8FVo1a8H66fkY441wN80x89qVYj7c_ObAdjkS7ftFPg1h_exrkqb36OG8uMRUzpPOQcv75P66SxAcaL5eUKCTdYPiMJH9UYMHiLe2ZJyB7jiZxHDK4zqYO9U/s320/photo_2020-12-31_17-43-35.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">2020 is not an entirely bad year, there are some good that happened.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've lost some friends whom I thought were permanent residents in my life...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...but it's ok, I've gained more than I've lost so still thankful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Covid-19 has taught me the importance of health and the usage of time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You are replaceable in the workplace but irreplaceable in family and friends.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nonetheless, moving forward</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">May 2021 be a year of blessing, stronger health, happiness and time well spent</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">cheerios!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-80806066769306210232020-12-16T20:43:00.003+08:002020-12-16T20:43:38.662+08:00 伸手要的和主动给的是不一样<p style="text-align: center;">难过久了,好像也没那么难过了.</p><p style="text-align: center;">人要拿得起,也要放得下。拿得起是生存,放得下是生活.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-23034095071559282502020-12-15T17:52:00.003+08:002020-12-15T17:52:58.243+08:00做个懂事的人,真的很累<p style="text-align: center;"> 什么都看淡无所谓一点,心情就会好很多</p><p style="text-align: center;">少一点胡思乱想,真的会快乐很多很多</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">快乐有三法:舍得、放下、忘记。</p><p style="text-align: center;">幸福有四要素:可以改变的去改变,不可改变的去改善,不能改善的去承担,不能承担的就放下。</p><p style="text-align: center;">平淡没那并不可怕,可怕的是带着面具,活在虚荣的梦幻里。活得真实点,去活得简单些。</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-5932949503563546042020-12-14T16:02:00.001+08:002020-12-14T16:02:36.388+08:00Maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of ‘not knowing'.<p>I've got to accept the fact that some things in life are beyond my control, no matter how much I dislike. The only thing I can do is to change my own thoughts, to change to another perspective to convince myself "I am ok with it" but <i>am I really</i>? </p><p>Wish someone can educate me on how to be ok with someone I dislike, sigh. This is so hard. Guess my heart is not that big afterall. I feel like if I can accept the fact, a tiny part of me will die a little, perhaps starting the process of feelings fading? Probably the reason why I am unable to accept and tolerating as much as I can.</p><p>Sigh pie, the heart is feeling so heavy now. Hopefully quitting helps, I really pray it does. Out of sight, out of mind. If I can turn back time, I probably won't go with the flow and fight the current, maybe then I won't be having mixed feelings or be in the state of where I am right now. </p><p>Probably one of the reasons why I choose to stay single, so much easier...</p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: xx-small;">How far does the promise extends to? </span><span style="font-size: x-small;"> If only one can see and do things without being told what to do, sigh. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Actions > words</span></p><p><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-92149123255345819122020-10-26T00:41:00.004+08:002020-10-26T00:42:36.326+08:00But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIvPUrBIBYuOXi2TiJoHHg7FybhklJQzChTkl2vVA8kHPA_QYd_vHityefkOWF95836zPfX55jA60VoGRkWRDjcVVpLlwmXTM9PYcPYObmiOW3Hucb44-baBAUnGHYm9ttieTI9vloV1p2/s500/photo_2020-10-25_23-19-23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIvPUrBIBYuOXi2TiJoHHg7FybhklJQzChTkl2vVA8kHPA_QYd_vHityefkOWF95836zPfX55jA60VoGRkWRDjcVVpLlwmXTM9PYcPYObmiOW3Hucb44-baBAUnGHYm9ttieTI9vloV1p2/s320/photo_2020-10-25_23-19-23.jpg" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;">How far will you go for the person you love?... </p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">...or once loved</span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;">How much are you willing to close both eyes for the person you love?...</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">...even though you are unwilling to turn your back against him/her</span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;">How much longer can you endure for the person you love?...</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">...when it is killing you on the inside day by day</span></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">你驕傲的飛遠 我棲息的夏天</span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">聽不見的宣言 重複過很多年</span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">北緯線的思念被季風吹遠</span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">吹遠默念的側臉 吹遠鳴唱的詩篇</span></i></p><p><i><br /></i></p><p><br /></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-61980604850615486362020-10-21T23:55:00.004+08:002020-10-26T00:42:45.142+08:00When your emotions led you astray<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Feelings are much like waves, we can't stop them from coming</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>but we can choose which one to surf</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>-Jonatan Martensson</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEqBVbjbT9CbtyryPuJbdzs1gEVNqGM-TsJzKYwMpHv6gX7QRFaVYQbxqS7YHAsL9TLDXhLRXE3lMjguhiBlJhjnsSIS0ycRzN8MRdNt1JTpLFUqlm1YKQs9VhvPrB1Fv3zeGP-k0mpX3F/s1080/74a610782d8cfeb830f786913fb02bf0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="930" data-original-width="1080" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEqBVbjbT9CbtyryPuJbdzs1gEVNqGM-TsJzKYwMpHv6gX7QRFaVYQbxqS7YHAsL9TLDXhLRXE3lMjguhiBlJhjnsSIS0ycRzN8MRdNt1JTpLFUqlm1YKQs9VhvPrB1Fv3zeGP-k0mpX3F/s320/74a610782d8cfeb830f786913fb02bf0.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Have been pretty emotional lately, which is so not me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I, personally, attribute it to the time of the month.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sigh, stuck at a cross-junction, don't know which way to go</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>don't know what to do</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">我們之間的回憶 全部都小心地收集</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">我總是偷偷地哭泣 像倦鳥失了歸期</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">但願我相信的愛情 結局緊握在我手心</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">時光匆匆卻沒有遺失過去</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-42857291786954980432020-10-20T13:14:00.004+08:002020-10-26T00:42:54.056+08:00The cold confession: I'm just jealous <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-uPOBBEcp8OTEQMjOcqI1PG_BGn4hGv7UOgEWfgoRIMPJFWyaU59t6rxa_aeHMssN-TVMYZjOCGTDFrLEShTauH8_MJwrLCYCYuW_lh8AAVI6AD7rl3Ygc4BaDYCxhIzCUkPyoqiX6qSz/s500/tumblr_mflrdl9D6l1qkhuamo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-uPOBBEcp8OTEQMjOcqI1PG_BGn4hGv7UOgEWfgoRIMPJFWyaU59t6rxa_aeHMssN-TVMYZjOCGTDFrLEShTauH8_MJwrLCYCYuW_lh8AAVI6AD7rl3Ygc4BaDYCxhIzCUkPyoqiX6qSz/s320/tumblr_mflrdl9D6l1qkhuamo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><i>It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><i>The meat it feeds on</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><i><br /></i></div></div>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-15695107051047387652020-09-23T20:27:00.002+08:002020-10-26T00:43:03.126+08:00Trusting is hard. Knowing who to trust, even harder<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBQGHJAlEbxS8wjBIxSWlomK_rvyUBzImRy8_oIF9WoccLGvV_41_KKytaRw5_o6JPjsbC3ise_iTu9GUyj6ehaVrookCf7kUSG5Tw_CdhwShy51rl0-n6UJCpLKRRV0Rjsj7612T9Oafd/s507/4889a0bcbff1afc2c6128a4570266588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="337" data-original-width="507" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBQGHJAlEbxS8wjBIxSWlomK_rvyUBzImRy8_oIF9WoccLGvV_41_KKytaRw5_o6JPjsbC3ise_iTu9GUyj6ehaVrookCf7kUSG5Tw_CdhwShy51rl0-n6UJCpLKRRV0Rjsj7612T9Oafd/s320/4889a0bcbff1afc2c6128a4570266588.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>I feel that whenever I hear or read a certain name, a small part of me can't help but shut down</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Who would have thought that </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">this sense of insecurity is developed from knowing the past and the truth.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I know it is me overthinking but I just can't help it</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">no matter how many times I try to convince myself.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How to take this leap of faith?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">What to do?</span></div><br /><br /></div><br /><p></p>Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-78653639270037279522020-02-14T11:21:00.003+08:002020-10-26T00:43:16.466+08:00The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>"In dealing with those who are undergoing great suffering, if you feel “burnout” setting in, if you feel demoralized and exhausted, it is best, for the sake of everyone, to withdraw and restore yourself. The point is to have a long-term perspective."</i></div>
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This burnt out came at the wrong time. I've got a title to defend, a world stage to take on and the pressure to perform. Upcoming Sunig is not going to be easy, other teams are getting stronger and their desire to claim the title is real.<br />
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I started having doubts and questioned myself, a lot recently. I need time but it is not on my side. I just need a small flame of passion to ignite the motivation, desire and determination to go all out. Right now, I am like an empty shell during training sessions.<br />
I want a break, a rest so that I can go further. But...<br />
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I cannot afford to withdraw and restore now. I cannot be taken down mentally, not right now if not the whole team is going down.<br />
How now, brown cow?<br />
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T-3Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-39497091413489474072019-08-18T18:32:00.001+08:002019-08-18T18:32:58.829+08:00Minutes to learn, a lifetime to master<div style="text-align: center;">
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<i>Learning: acquisition of new information or (somewhat) permanent change of behaviours. If the act itself does not result in any behavioural changes, it is not considered as learning.</i></div>
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Yeah, some people just don't learn.<br />
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<br />Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-9924957605788433252019-07-17T09:53:00.001+08:002019-07-17T09:53:20.393+08:00Women's friendships are like a renewable source of power<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit</div>
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I'll be the sanity among the insanity<br />
and the insanity among the sanity<br />
just for you guys<br />
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<br />Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-84100047417321307362019-07-13T18:30:00.002+08:002019-07-13T18:30:41.065+08:00You just can’t beat the person who never gives up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It has been emotionally and physically draining so far and I honestly have no idea how am I staying afloat.<br />
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It sucks when an injury is sustaining for so long and losing out on so much. And yeah, I deserve it for pushing myself ever since I was able to train proper. I was (actually still am) anxious about getting back/improving my standards, guess that backfired.<br />
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It's fine as long as it is not another tear or I don't need to undergo surgery.<br />
It's fine as long as it is recovering on it's own.<br />
It's fine because I will be patient about it this time, I promise.<br />
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With the increasing number of back to back competitions, I really cannot afford to sustain any more injuries but understandable why am I anxious. Not valid enough of a reason, I know, but I can't help it. Worse when there are certain expectations from the different teams, coach and self, <i>sigh</i>.<br />
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<li>Wesley's league is happening tomorrow and will last about a month-ish (bye bye my Sundays) </li>
<li>Sunig in September (the pressure to defend the title is real)</li>
<li>Asia Pacific University Tchoukball Championship happening in October in Taiwan</li>
<li>Singapore Tchoukball League year end?</li>
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I don't even know how am I juggling assignments, tests, clinical placements, training, meetings etc. And yes, I have been drinking coffee lately. And yes, the horror because I am not a coffee person. Perhaps the influx of coffee recently caused the recent headaches that I have been experiencing? Or that I haven't been sleeping proper? I think it is the coffee, omo. I am gonna flung the neuroscience test because not only did I not complete studying (again), the headache was so bad that I couldn't think, total default mode network throughout.<br />
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Getting craps from a group mate (who is not only unappreciative but also implored for Ames and I to treat him as a human?) is not improving my already busy life. Obviously Ames got triggered. I mean, between me and Ames, I am the cool headed one who can't be bothered. No time to deal with your dramas and shits. Like, you were the one who asked me for a 1-to-1 talk about communication but ended up saying nothing just because I had no comments? Dude, if you have something to say, just man up and tell me what's on your mind. I am not Jean Grey and neither am I training to be a mind reader (no shit, Sherlock). I am only upset that I wasted 3 minutes (that I will never get back) of my life meeting you. Anyway, you missed your chance.</div>
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Don't bother</div>
I have more important things to think and do like what to get for lunch. If you are trying to pull me down to your level, please make sure you have enough stamina and energy to sustain for a fight. Let's wait until I got triggered ok. When that happens, I hope you are prepared for what may come because I honestly have no idea what I'll do. But then again, don't think that will happen because how do you trigger someone who can't be bothered with your existence? So...next.<br />
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I want a break but looking at my schedule... nope, not happening. Concordia camp is coming right up in August which means more training, meeting, preparations, senior's camp etc. Good bye to my precious trimester break (sobs).<br />
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Perhaps it is a good thing that I am not in a relationship. Picture this quarrel.................<br />
(Imaginary) Boyf: "Always no time to meet. You are either at training, competition or busy with school. Damn sian sia, I hardly see you and no feels that we are together. I don't even remember how you look like."<br />
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HAHAHA OK, I CANNOT. The last sentence is probably my saying.<br />
Ok thanks and bye, back to my activity log.<br />
<br />Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-40418908261227710082019-07-07T10:34:00.000+08:002019-07-07T10:34:45.754+08:00Time takes away the grief of men<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It has been an emotional roller coaster ride from life (excluding the emotional drainage from the GPA, anatomy etc.). </div>
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Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-56379630682599267622019-06-29T15:55:00.001+08:002019-06-29T18:44:49.245+08:00Facing it, always facing it, that's the way to get through. Face it<div style="text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">It's sad how you can go from talking to someone 24/7 to never speaking to them ever in an instant.</span></i></div>
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Perhaps it is time to change my mindset that when people can walk away, I should let them walk. They are just passing clouds that are never meant to be permanent.<br />
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Sigh, I really treated you as a friend. I cut you off, but it is because you handed me the scissors. Please don't ever make promises or say things that you don't intend to uphold. This is why I am a firm believer of actions>time. You criticized others, but honestly, aren't you the same as them?<br />
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Time really reveals a person's everything -from determination to personality. Thankful for this short-lived friendship and I am so glad I (finally) know what kind of person you really are.<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Listen to music a lot</span></i><br />
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It has been a while since I have last dropped and deleted a friend. This feeling really sucks, big time. It has been a shitty week but it will get better. It will and has to. Done with this, time to move on.<br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: xx-small;">The worst mistake? I trusted and fell for the words</span><br />
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<br />Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-20511902593110599522019-02-15T15:12:00.000+08:002019-02-15T15:12:00.373+08:00Write injuries in dust, benefits in marble<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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That frustrating feeling when you are nowhere as good as you used to be. Seeing people around you doing drills that are supposed to be doable for you.</div>
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Thumb oh thumb, please recover. </div>
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Losing my arm and fingers strength within a short span of 3 months sucks, really sucks. That sense of helplessness and agony, sigh.</div>
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Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-66131838294179594342019-02-03T11:26:00.001+08:002019-02-03T11:26:51.812+08:00Find the Strength You Need in the New Year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Almighty God was the source of my strength. He was the strength of my life.<br />
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<b>This is the truth of Scripture. Our God is an awesome God — a God of ultimate strength.</b><br />
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<i>The God of Israel is He who gives strength and power to His people. Blessed be God! — Psalm 68:35</i></div>
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<i>Trust in the Lord forever, for in… the Lord is everlasting strength. — Isaiah 26:4</i></div>
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<i>If God is your strength, and yet within you there is weakness, what do you do? Just believing what the Bible says about the might and power of God doesn’t overcome weakness. The apostle James reminds us that “even the demons believe – and tremble! — James 2:19</i></div>
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The great truth is this: You don’t have to beg God for strength, and you don’t have to look for strength. God is looking to give His strength to those who need it and will receive it!<br />
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<b>So how do we overcome our weakness with His strength?</b><br />
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<i>Have you not known? Have you not heard? The everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, neither faints nor is weary. His understanding is unsearchable. He <b>gives power to the weak</b>, and to those who have no might He increases strength</i>. — Isaiah 40:28-29, emphasis added<br />
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<i>Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God. <b>I will strengthen you</b>, yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand. </i>— Isaiah 41:10, emphasis added<br />
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If you translate these promises from the Old Testament into the language of the New Testament, you hear the apostle Paul exalting,<br />
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<i>I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. </i>— Philippians 4:13<br />
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God has all the strength you’ll ever need. And God desires to make His strength available to you.<br />
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OT Year 1 Tri 2, bring it on<br />
<br />Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-12447022380796889452019-01-25T13:49:00.002+08:002019-01-25T13:49:31.871+08:00A smart girl leaves before she is left<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-59015293819804562972018-12-31T23:43:00.000+08:002019-01-03T00:17:40.692+08:00Whatever good things we build end up building usHow time flies and it is the end of 2018. Looking back, this is certainly a year of many 'firsts' and changes.<br />
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<li>Being (almost) fully independent -a huge leap of faith</li>
<li>Baptism -the dying of old self and risen with Christ in me</li>
<li>Being a full time university student in SIT -losing sleep, rushing assignments, encountering irritating teammates/course mates etc.</li>
<li>Getting 1st for SUNIG 2018 and team of the year -yay to the chance of representing Singapore for Asia Pacific University</li>
<li>Getting a pass for Anatomy and Physiology when I thought I will fail because the topics I studied were not tested. Yet getting a D for Psychology when I expected an A -shit happens, Murphy's Law zz</li>
<li>Underwent a surgery to repair my grade 3 ligament tear with general anesthesia -ligament was torn for 2 years without knowing. Being on cast with wire and stitches in public restored some faith in <strike>Singaporeans</strike> humanity </li>
<li>Spending Christmas and New Year in Singapore after many years being abroad during these festive seasons -it have been really warm. Where are you, my chilly winds?</li>
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Being an allied health student is really no joke. My social life plummeted, my life revolved around the different modules, I never see the light whenever I leave SIT (on the verge of staying overnight), my eye bags and dark circles are turning me into a panda (hopefully not my size) and Anatomy and Physiology are constantly encouraging me to take the withdrawal form. I am ok with Physiology but not Anatomy. The latter is obviously testing and pushing the limits of my goldfish memory. I mean, I failed my OPSE but hey, I am not upset. In fact, I kind of expected it. The worst news? There will be more throughout these 4 years -never ending amount of anatomy. That's the, er, basic of an allied health student I guess.<br />
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But it's ok. God will bring me through it. If He puts me there, He will see me through it. Let 2019 be a year of strengthening faith, building resilience, encouraging perseverance and spreading positivity. Bring it on!<br />
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But first, let me enjoy nua-ing around for the last week of my holidays (sobs) until the next term begins. I'll miss you, my holidays, and I'll see you in April (double sobs)<br />
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<br />Charlene T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16363309281738355549noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8391877446831988021.post-42749256969087683272018-09-15T19:30:00.000+08:002018-09-16T14:06:37.890+08:00The seed dies into a new life, and so does man<u>A little information on baptism...</u><br />
Baptism gets its meaning and its importance from the death of Jesus Christ, the Son of God, in our place and for our sins, and from his triumph over death in the resurrection that guarantees our new and everlasting life. Baptism has meaning and importance only because the death and resurrection of Jesus are infinitely important for our rescue from the wrath of God and our everlasting joy in his glorious presence.<br />
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<i>Romans 6:3–4</i><i>Do you not know that all of us who have been baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death? We were buried therefore with him by baptism into death, in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, we too might walk in newness of life.</i></blockquote>
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In Romans, faith is the means by which we are united to Christ and justified. But we show this faith — we say this faith and signify this faith and symbolize this faith — with the act of baptism. Faith unites to Christ; baptism symbolizes the union.<br />
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<b>I have been crucified with Christ and it is no longer me who lives but Christ lives in me.</b></blockquote>
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