Idyllic

Definition for idyllic: charmingly simple

This has not been an alien word to me for a long time. Because on a daily basis, as long as I get to spend some time skimming a book, this word would pop up into my sight. I wished from the bottom of my heart that someday, I myself would be able to live an idyllic life.  This thought consistently reminds me of transcendentalism, of Thoreau, who kept his physical life as frugal as possible, but trying hard enriching his inner life.

However, not until yesterday did I realize that my intepretation wasn't accurate. The word does not necessarily mean to merely represent not squandering in this case. It is more likely to stand for something more superior, such as a certain type of life-being in an atmosphere that we neither perfunctorily live through everyday as an unconditional routine, nor spend such precious time luxuriously but effortlessly. We need to aim for a goal, and appreciate time for the opportunities it gives us to accomplish the achievement with a tad bit of temerity. 

Everyday in my life is idyllic, as I cherish it all-heartily. Yes, it is that simple.

*Yesterday was a huge success. I spent 3 and a half hours volunteering at the patient's library, since my supervisor wasn't here, even though she was expected to supposedly. During the 3.5 hours, I delivered magazines, books, and game consoles, like xbox and ps2. Everytime I received appreciation, I was on the top of the world. I totally enjoyed the process. Therefore, I decided to volunteer there, with staff members' warm welcome. I felt jubilant; I love being needed, and able to work my tail off. :)

Happy new years! 

A New Start

By new start, what i actually meant is that here comes a new day. It may sound kind of funny when i express how i think about new day at this point, because it's already 2pm, which means half of a day has already gone by. 

Oh well. What i'm really stressed about right now is volunteering tomorrow in the hospital. I'm not saying how painfully hard and boring volunteering is, because is actually fun in essence. However, i'm scared because i will have the second interview with the staff member tomorrow, and settle up what position im gonna be doing for the future, which i'm still not sure. Dang it. Since i'm not picky about any department, contrary to my expectation, it becomes harder for me to select a place i could fit in. 

Besides, i can't predict whether i would be talkative or not. It largely depends on the listener, as far as i'm concerned. Because, my action would be carried out according to how the interviewer acts, looks and impresses. I never am willing to let other people think i'm cold, or nonchalant in a bad way. Ahh, why does it become so complex all of a sudden.

Ummm... i guess i would need to take some more going over the hospital volunteering position chart. Hopefully i could be more certain later on. :) 

Wish me luck ;P

A Novice

This is my very first time blogging on blogspot, i'm still an amateur of blogging area. Of course, i feel pretty ecstatic about blogging, it's more like committing my emotions to writing, so that i could express how i feel regardless of what other people would say. Because it's basically an anonymous way of saying things.

Oh, i'm always frank with myself, so, i wouldn't really bother lying no my own blog. Just saying, heehee.

As for the layout or theme, however you want to call it, at the moment, i believe simple is the best. I know a whole bunch of people would rather to waste a grand amount of time sifting through different kinds of themes, including some spammed up ones, and end up not finding anything they adore. Hence, for now, i choose to use this practically simple and clean theme. I'm liking it so far. :)

2009 is right around the corner, i hope you guys have a happy holiday.

See you guys soon

EDIT: Yes, this is my FIRST entry on this blog site. Anything that come before this post are transferred from old xanga blog place.

Merry Christmas!

Some of my parents' friends came over to our house with their baby boy, who is a tad bit more than one; the house got warmed up so easily. We just got done with the feast which my parents prepared for a whole afternoon. It turned out awesomely after all, regardless of how much we efforted in it, we all enjoyed ourselves. My stomach is stuffed with all those foods, ahh, can't breathe. Nevertheless, i still decided to serve myself an orange, which tasted fairly sweet and juicy.

The baby got irritated and impatient so easily. He crawled on our floor, and went to everywhere and filled himself with curiosity: under wooden chair, beside our door knob, he even aimed for my nintendo ds lite, mumbling jubilantly: babababa (the only sound he could make, he even reasoned with his mom saying baba's). Luckily, it survived, since baby boy could make himself reach high enough. hoho

No real mistletoe, not so much a big of christmas tree ourselves either.

Yet, it was fun.

Happy Holidays guys!