{"id":1627,"date":"2011-09-19T10:45:43","date_gmt":"2011-09-19T17:45:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bloomsight.wordpress.com\/?p=1627"},"modified":"2011-09-19T10:45:43","modified_gmt":"2011-09-19T17:45:43","slug":"disconnected-dots","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/cchiaen\/2011\/09\/19\/disconnected-dots\/","title":{"rendered":"disconnected dots"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s been awhile since I wrote anything meaningful here. I find less reason to, now. I think I prefer to keep it to myself.<\/p>\n<p>I also draw a blank when it comes to writing a new post. At the same time, I&#8217;ve been jotting more things down in my handy diary.<\/p>\n<p>People ask me, what do you write in your diary? I think to myself, everything from quotes I like to books I&#8217;ve read to to-do lists which I love to self- affirmation statements, and smile and say, oh the usual.<\/p>\n<p>I am more confident now, since I arrived back in Vancouver. I am more calm. I find myself stepping back and just being an observer, more and more. It&#8217;s made my piano playing more controlled. Perhaps I know more what it is that I am doing with my life. Or maybe I am just content with who I am. I know I have more faith in the approach I am taking to life.<\/p>\n<p>I miss travelling. The conversations with strangers that either reaffirm who I thought I was or challenge who I always thought I was. I&#8217;ve become more like myself&#8211; I predicted I would, before I left. I think that in the midst of challenges, life experiences, and the stress of travelling alone, I could only hold onto the core of who I am&#8230; everything else I shed little by little in each community I visited.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m more ready to graduate than I thought I would be. Undergraduate studies is too broad and faceless for me. I want to do something more meaningful. I guess that&#8217;s the whole point of undergrad, anyway, to push you to figure yourself out. Some people already know&#8211; they don&#8217;t need the extra four years of school then I guess?<\/p>\n<p>The city bothers me. But at the same time it&#8217;s my home, and so I love it. It&#8217;s a little like how family works, I think.<\/p>\n<p>People also ask me how it is that I juggle everything I do at once. I like to say, I know I&#8217;d be so afraid of dropping any one of those things that I will push myself to my limits trying to juggle it. And I know that I will always push through; I always do.<\/p>\n<p>There are some people I haven&#8217;t spoken to in such a long time, who have said important things to me when I needed it most. I doubt I will see them anytime in the near future. There are too many people around in my life. I&#8217;m thankful that there are two or three that have stuck by. In psychology we learn about how important community support is&#8211; It&#8217;s too bad that some people don&#8217;t realize this until it&#8217;s too late. Another note: I don&#8217;t try as hard (or even at all) to please other people anymore. What&#8217;s the point? I prefer to direct that energy to thinking about the people who need help in this world, wondering how it is that I can make myself one of those leaders who can make a change significant enough for those voiceless, nameless, faceless people in our world.<\/p>\n<p>Also, I am afraid of falling.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s been awhile since I wrote anything meaningful here. I find less reason to, now. I think I prefer to keep it to myself. I also draw a blank when it comes to writing a new post. At the same time, I&#8217;ve been jotting more things down in my handy diary. 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