the rain keeps on pounding

Our Same Word by Yiruma (maybe I will one day get to see him in a concert?) :)



And the rain keeps on coming... it's raining hard outside...it might be the last rain season that I will witness here. The roof might be temporarily leaking again. Last time it did quite a bit of damage to my kitchen utensils!

It's been a quite few years. I have come to love and come to be familiar with this place. At the same time, I am also ready to move on to a different place. I went grocery shopping today and realized that very soon, I will probably have to learn everything from scratch all over again. But it is okie. If I start counting the weeks, I wonder how many it would be. It's already mid-august.

From time to time, I ask myself what it is that I want to do. I wonder whether you do the same. While I juggle between projects (professional and personal), I wonder why I have to try so many things. What is it that I really like and would not be tired of doing it every day?

I realize I do miss writing. I do miss working creatively. I used to write more often (not technical writing but more of creative writing). I wrote a small book that needs to be edited. I wonder when was the last time I had it read. Maybe I should take it out and start reading it again to make modifications.

If the trend that I have been observed is correct, I will probably rewrite the whole thing. It has come to no surprise to me that in the past few letters that I've sent (professionally) as well as essays that I wrote, I pretty much rewrote the entire document the second time around. Not that it was not good in the first place, it was a rough draft which needed to be polished. And I did after the second, the third, and the fourth etc.

Very soon, I will have to start the whole writing process all over again in anticipation of a new application cycle. May I head to the right direction... if not, I hope something would come and stop me :)

night night..

pounding rain

the rain keeps on
pounding
on the rooftop
into the windowsill

the raindrops tiptoe
while thunder and lightning
shine
through the night

was it the rain
or was it the sound
wiggling
to my heart

it keeps on pounding
pounding
pounding
and
pounding

(C) please credit if used!

rain just comes and comes

something definitely happen today..which I find interesting.
Things that could have set me off in fire and could have made me think negatively about a person do not really bother me as much.
I guess I learn repeatedly not to expect anything from others.  With no expectation, there is obviously no disappointment or sadness

irb.. writing

I don't think I've been up this late for a long time...
I guess when you promise something, it's hard to pass the commitment. Maybe that's the reason why I find it hard to commit to anything.  I had hard time deciding whether going to the cafeteria with group of friend or stayed in with another group of friends.  God knows what was going through my mind.

I finish the first draft for my IRB. It wasn't easy because... I have never written one before.  Even though it's just writing, it's the audience that is different.  It's no longer being a graded paper.  It is now a proposal for a study.  It is no longer read by a TA who might or might not have a cup of coffee before he dived into a 10-page essays.  It is now read by our faculties... people who teach me classes.  Anxiety? yeah... scariness? yeah.. but completing it is satisfactory and it's worth so much more.  ^_^

I guess it's important to find what you like and if possible develop it to a skill that can help you in the future.  I like writing even though not a terrific writer.  But I know with practice, things will get better.  In fact, with just being careful, things will get better.  How many times have I overlooked something?  Too many too count.  Simple things aren't often obvious.
But I also realize... even as a pharmacist, there is a niche for writer.  I will keep it in mind and learn more about whatever opportunities there are.
It stops raining for a bit now but the wind is blowing hard.  I'm fortunate to be sheltered in the warm house.  How many people are as fortunate as I am?
Living in this part of the country, I've learned to deal with different types of weather.  Reading from a friend's page "If you think sunshine brings you happiness, you haven't danced in the rain".
It's such a wonderful quote.  What can bring you happiness but yourself? :)  I remembered the walk uphill was hard in the beginning, the feeling of tiredness was undeniable but eventually these feelings are long gone.  Whether it is a sunny day with an unimaginable humidity or an extremely windy and cold condition, who can really take the sparkle in the eyes?  it's all about perspective... and perspective changes with time...