breather

So it is Sunday again after another frantic week for excavating my future.

I was in Tokyo at the beginning of the week, meeting some professionals to dig down their vocations. Indeed the session was awe-inspiring, and seeing other zealous students had also given me a huge stimulation to carry on this baffling job-hunting process.

Because of this current craziness I didn't notice that it's been already two months since I came home (...and I was even more hopeless enough to have forgotten my best friend's birthday!).

It's a farfetched fact that one's life can dramatically change during such a short period. I sometimes wonder if I was really in Melbourne,where all my friends and boyfriend lived within 30 seconds reach, and where I spent countless nights drugging myself with writing a paper.

I hate sticking to the past, but from time to time, I can't help looking back just for a pause. So then, I can start clawing my way again.

Tomorrow: another career convention in Osaka!

interlacing

These past few weeks have been a furious succession of career forums and seminars; it's a crucial season for senior university students like us who have been soaking themselves in the snugness of carefree student's life.

Now we have to step out from this lukewarmness and realize that we are soon going to be flung out to the real world where everyone has to stand on their own feet.


I've been contemplating as to my future since the end of last year, and I must say that I have been flinching from daring to my dream. But it has been evenly changing since I came to one simple conclusion, which made me rethink on how to wheel my life.


Whether I succeed or fail---No one knows until I actually try.

Whether I'm decent enough for that particular job---Up to judgement by others, not myself.

What I want in my future---No one knows but I.

high time

One lovely evening accompanied with plentiful childhood's memories.

Three mischievousnesses are still alive.

Safe trip back to Sandiego!

puzzlement

"We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves."

And So We Start Again...

Another New Year has begun and so we start again hopefully refreshed and animated about the year which lies ahead of us.

A Happy belated New Year everyone! May the year be as joyous as the one we just had, and bring all of you a myriad of dramas that juice up your life:).

My start of 2008 has been a full of get-together with family and relatives. In our country, New Year's holiday is just like Christmas in Western culture, so family members reunite and appreciate this festive season together.

And just like in any other cultures, festivities can never be completed without divine food. This is always the season of expanding waistlines...*sigh*. The picture is Osechi-ryori, traditional Japanese New Year's dish. I'm a huge fun of my mom's Osechi:).

It's also a tradition to visit a shrine or a temple at the beginning of each year, praying for health and happiness.

...Well, look at the horde of people! I had to squash into there just for my 100 yen-worth wish.


Despite my obstinate longing to spend Christmas in overseas, I after all love to be in Japan for New Year. Japaneseness in me cannot miss out all of this.