Water Has Memory

Now let's back-track to when I crossed the bridge to the bus stop where I would transfer to one last bus before I reach my school.

I was staring at the rain as I wait for the bus. I saw cars zooming past, and then there were nice little fountains that emerge from the wet surface of the road before disappearing again as another car zoom by. So I wondered about something I read earlier, water has memory. How will water remember our generation? And what about these memories if water runs out? The article is here, and just absorb the knowledge and you've read to the end of this post.

For more information: http://odewire.com/170441/scientists-investigate-water-memory.html

Under my Umbrella, Ella, Ella, Eh, Eh, Eh..

That was a line with credits to Rihanna's Umbrella *points to title" which happen to be what I will talk today. WHAT COINCIDENCE!! (nah.. I planned it this way :P)

So basically I reached school, had my attendence registered and started having a dilemma if I should cross the large field which would take me to my class room the quickest or walk the sheltered way. After all, it was only slightly drizzling. I decided to cross the field.

It is not like I don't have an umbrella, I just did not want to use it. And of course, not using an umbrella took its toll on me.. Kind of.. But I knew I could not back away due to Pride.

Then I saw my Dance Senior, smiling away at me and waving. She was not someone I liked a lot from dance. But I guessed I grew to like her, a lot, that day (since I am writing this on 27th April and it happened on 26 April).

She came over, holding her umbrella and I just unthinkingly walked towards her. She shared her small umbrella with me. Half of me got wet, half of her got wet. Then we saw someone else who did not carry an umbrella. This was what she said,

"Awww.. If my umbrella is bigger I would be able to shelter her too!"

She said that, to a complete stranger in school. Evidently another schoolmate, but of not clear relationship to her.

That made me feel sad. I had an umbrella. She "wasted" her umbrella on me. In fact, erase the quotation marks, She did waste the umbrella on me.

She could have sheltered one more person who needed it, or at least inspire someone else, while I, with my own umbrella, go around helping and inspiring too. Inspiring unintentionally.

It is amazing, that such small actions, so unintentional, can have such a great effect. And I felt guilty afterwards. She even very nicely sheltered me all the way to my block though it would be more convenient if she and I parted ways about 5 metres from my block of classrooms (block J)

Next time, help more people. Do little things that make a great difference. You might not know the difference, but every little thing counts. Sometimes they might be unintentional. But the impact is always there, and as it spreads...

You have changed the world.

the Courage to go

After I alighted from the bus, it was about 0650, which is still quite dark in Singapore. I alighted and I saw the dread of every morning. The overhead bridge that I need to cross to go to the other side of the road where a bus stop is located so I can go to school. It was the fastest way and the only way I can go to school and not be late and get booked.

However, today is a special day. Why, my schoolmate that lives in my neighbourhood did not the take the same bus I did and could not accompany me across. It is not like she could choose, she just had to or she would be late too. 

We were not the best of friends, we often ignore each other and acknowledge each other's presence by walking in front of them. It was not like I am unfriendly, it is just a special type of friendship that formed and evolved.

HOW AM I GOING TO CROSS THE BRIDGE?!?

Simply, walk towards it, raise you foot, rest on the first step. Raise you other foot, rest it on the second step...

I saw other people hesitating too. The overhead bridge was kind of sheltered. Whatever THEY are afraid of, I am more scared of the supernatural than getting kidnapped or something. Fear of the Unknown.

But something pushed me ahead and I started up the steps of the overhead bridge. Mumbling something to myself that helped me keep my cool.

"If every one, including you, is fearful, then be the courage of others."

And just like that I crossed the road, telling myself to be the courage of others. And as other crossed the bridge too, it was like this "Courage Web" that made every one feel safe, all because someone started the courage rolling.

Even if you are alone, you can do this. Because by doing something you are scared of, you are being the courage of others. Or at least, yourself. You are the courage of yourself. You-ception? 

As Eleanor Roosevelt said, "Do something that scares you every day."

Don't do things recklessly, but from that, gain experience and live to your fullest.

Going to School...

So I was on my way to school and it is technically Lesson time when I am writing this on a Sticky since i only have 10% left of batter on my mac and need to survive that throughout the entire school day. I know it doesn't make a difference but writing on a sticky saves me from switching on Wifi so you should remind yourself to do this more often. (sorry... this actually isn't what I wanted to write but someone was peeking so...). What I really want to write is, I don't need to switch on the wifi and thus i can't post this on Blogger right away. Anyway, I don't write a post about such dumb stuff. It's just that this morning I was being very "deep". :P

These are what happened and look forward to posts about them soon?

1) Bus Driver in the Rain

2) Be the Courage

3) Umbrellas

4) The Memory of Water

Look forward lol :P (cutting it short here so that my friends sitting beside me won't be able to see too much stuff at once ;)

So I am Assuming.. Thanks a LOT

After all I've done for you, all the pain I shared with you, all the while I tried to make a difference. What I get is no thanks but "Urgh.. Stop assuming."? Even if I have done nothing but do harm, I do not deserve to be treated this way. I helped you. I fret over you. I care for you. I have done so many things for you, still doing, and you don't appreciate...

I would love to say all these in your face but you would just feel depressed again. Can't you see my sacrifices? If it hurt that much to be my friend then just tell me already. I had contemplated over the idea of leaving you. I used to be so much happier. I have many other friends who loved to get my attention but I just devoted them to you because I know you would need it more than they do.

You need me more than I need you.

Admit it.

But I am just assuming right?

Maybe you would live a lot better without me in your life. If so, what's the sad face when you thought I would just ignore you?
Lies?
Façade?
I am so insecure right now I had no idea what's truth. However, please appreciate my effort when I try to help.

The councillor said she could not help you after 5 minutes. I do not want to say that ever. I am not giving up as long as you give me the chance to. Maybe I am just overly sensitive.

Can't you see it?!?!

I am coming up with excuses on your behalf because this friendship between us is unconditional. But I would love for a little acknowledgement.

Unless I am assuming again? Huh.. Assumptions.
If assuming makes me happy, I will live in them. Because they are what makes me, and at least I think of solutions to cheer myself up. I am proactive.

And most of all, I show gratitude and am thankful.