Yet another reflection blog post

Half of my hell week’s over.. well not exactly half performance wise, since I still have 2 performances and a competition for the remaining days of the week.Its been a tiring ride this week. Aside from the normal Dance Production, a Cappella (which got cut down) and Chingay practices, we had various sound checks and rehearsals for talent time. Not to mention the RANXM practices which always starts at unearthly hours and ends.. in the morning.

I know I’ve been apologizing to people like mad (who to blame for screwing up?), but I’m sorry to Luke, Twinnies, Jason and everyone in the talent time team for failing to make the SNSD dance work and forcing them to change the item last minute. Must’ve been real tiring for all of you to practice until 4am the day before the show. Good job guys.

There are certain things in life that are just like cut injuries; they leave scars, and it doesn’t heal. Sometimes things like this would happen, not only to you, but to your other friends. I believe I’ve made scars in two of my best friends recently, and I doubt it will actually have any chance to heal. I just hope that I can do my best to make up for what I’ve done through this semester.

Ending off with this piece of inspirational story that I read from my brother’s feed. It really applies to me a lot.


When things in your life seem, almost too much to handle,
When 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class
and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly,
He picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
And proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students, if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open Areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively
filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things – family,
children, health, Friends, and Favorite passions –
Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, Your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house, and car.

The sand is everything else –The small stuff.

‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ He continued,
there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
You will never have room for the things that are important to you.


Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play With your children.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.

‘Take care of the golf balls first —
The things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled
‘I’m glad you asked’.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
There’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.’


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