No Maximum Speed Limit

Thoughts that turned in the head.

Over here in Heidelberg, I have incubated two dreams for next year....but hey folks, would be only sharing when it comes to past. Have you guys watched Cinderella, where she says that a dream is something you cannot share, less it does not get fulfilled? =)

Dreams, require such a fine balance between realism and hope. Too much of hope could lead to foolhardiness, yet the dream would not be able to fly under the weight of practicality. This week, was given a healthy dose of both, hallelujah.

The latter came from friends, whom I've met over the course of the week. Because the burden of the dream was rather heavy, I did let on a little about possible future plans. Real friends; guess they would be the people the ones who dare tell and share with you what they really think. Was told that this dream would be relatively difficult to pursue, as compared to the academic roads more taken. This is what my parents though, and what I had previously thought and didn't think to defy. There is truth in thinking this way, and I would like to thank friends for such candidness. This candidness, though initially unpalatable, would do so much good as compared to the fleeting gratification of hearing what one hopes to hear.
Having said that, it did put doubts in the head. The heart was heavy, and the burden of the dreams became weary.

Talk about divine intervention, my spirit was lifted once more this morning. So, I'm well-known for my acute amnesia and had misplaced my handphone somewhere after lecture. So I got Weiyao to write my number on my hand, so as to call myself. Then as I went for another jog-cum-singing practice session in the hills late in the morning, I met yet another gentleman that lives on Philosophenweg. We had a neat conversation and he wanted to keep contact. THANK GOD that it was still written on my palm! He was so encouraging and asked if I had made contacts with the theatre here. When I said no, and that I have no certification, he said, 'No problem, you could simply just sing in an audition." My heart soared again....gosh this isn't just pure serendipity. It's God.
And to add on....
Was just in the library's photocopy room scanning statistics. I was surprised at the apparent "sound-proofness" of the room, as a girl just had a conversation in the room and I heard nothing. Convinced of the soundproofing, I unconsciously started to sing lightly something that was to the volume of the copier. After 10 minutes, I could feel some eyes from outside boring in, a girl came towards the room and quickly went away. A nagging suspicion, that I could actually be heard, developed in my mind, and thus I reduced to a hum softer than the drone of the machine.
So! When I opened the door to leave, all turned around and gave me broad mirthful smiles. Horrors of horrors, they heard me crystal. I profusedly apologized and scrambled out of the library. Along the way, one girl gave me a thumbs-up and another guy gave me a sign "it's cool. " So nice, thank God that they didn't call the librarian.

In addition, I think I've learnt something more about internal strength this week. My father was recently suspended from his license for 16 months. I was not supposed to be lead on into the news, but oh well, what are sisters for. =)I called Mum, and asked, "so how?". She laughingly replied, "Haiyah, take it as a long holiday lor ", and we guffawed over it. As I went for a run this morning, somehow this phrase kept turning over in my head. The significance of it was great, coz she took this loss of income in her stride. Such grace in such times, despite her non-flattering real-life physique. This 'Ah-Q" spirit, ability to turn the negatives into positives, is something I would really hope to emulate. I would really need this, in the next year to come. O So, await news. =)On a bright end note to this episode, it could be a well-timed rest for my father, as his constitution has not been too good. An enforced holiday, where perhaps he could find something in his life too.

Amazing, how God works.

posted by irritatingz.blogspot.com @ 2:24 PM