The other day, I sat permanently rooted to my parent's bed in front of the widescreen plasma, allowing my occipital lobes to pick up visuals of Season 7 of Gilmore Girls. Oh gosh, psychology right there xD.
Forgive me for dragging in more psychology - The cognitive perspective proposes that we choose the environments that in turn affect our personality. Tis true. As I was watching Gilmore Girls, I suddenly realised how much my mummy and I are like mother-daughter-pair Lorelai and Rory Gilmore, and how much our mother-daughter-relationship reflects theirs. It's quite funny really. xD
My ex-classmate once wrote me on friendster that I remind her of Rory Gilmore. Well, in Season 7, Rory graduates from Yale and moves onto the working world and has to consider a number of factors like her job applications and her love life etc... it just made me think that big question that all of us have thought: "Where will I be after university?" or "Where will I be when I turn 21? What will I be doing?"
This year is flying by really fast, and I really can't wait to see what God has in store for me and many others dear to me. Yet, at the same time, I can't deny this apprehension accompanying the anticipation for the future. After all, 'anxious' can be associated with both excitement and nervousness.
Another food for thought: I realise how whenever I go back to Singapore for holiday, I feel like I lose that strong sense of connection with the Holy Spirit. Not Good. Like when I'm in Melbourne, I can listen more clearly to what he says. I keep wondering why's that; God is God no matter where I am, why does my spirit seem to be lazy when I go back to Singapore? I lay down my life to God, that he may take it and renew me in his spirit. I don't want to be a hypocrite; I want to be his messenger no matter where I am, so long as it is his will to be carried out.
Well I do feel good about one thing - that my testimonials of the amazing things that happened in term 2 encouraged some others who are such powerful children of God but need to let go of the fear and thoughts that surpress them from stepping into the shoes of the person who God has called them to be =). Go for it. God believes in you.
After I finally managed to get hold of the Special Edition DVD of Step Up 2: The Streets, I can't stop watching it and observing the choreography and the styling and the personality and the tricks.
I want to dance like that.
And one thing that encourages me is that a lot of these awesome hip hop street dancers you see these days, hardly any of them are stick-thin. An encouragement, believe me. Now I just need arm strength. Hm.