Midnight's Winter

Workload has been increasing exponentially but as long as revisions are done as soon as possible, things should be alright.

I love the subjects although sometimes, the scientific terms can be a little mind-boggling and classes can be sleep-inducing. But I'm grateful that I don't have to ever study Maths, Chemistry and Physics for the rest of my life.

I like to draw but I was never good in drawing. But to my surprise, my drawings for anatomy turn out to be better than expected. In fact, I'm actually quite pleased with them. I found out that I can copy drawings well but I'll never be good at drawing spontaneously. Nevertheless, I'm still very happy it for the time being. Maybe in the future, I can draw better drawings.

Should I change myself if changing myself will bring me to greater heights ? Why is introverted-ness not appreciated in life ? What is wrong preferring to be alone rather than mingling with others ? I feel so sick of people who are fake, people who uses others for their own means, people who never cared for anyone except for themselves, people who ignore others because they have nothing "useful", people who pretend to be nice so that they can milk every inch of your kindness and I can state so many more other examples. Why should I socialize when people are behaving in their selfish ways ?

I admit that I'm not perfect and sometimes, I can act selfish too but if I'm able to help or return back the favour, I'll definately do so. I'm not one of those " use and dump " people. If being social means that I have to be like "them", then no thank you.

This world need lots of love. Not those kind of fake love, obsessive love, possessive love or even those boy-girl relantionship love. Have you ever had a toy, a teddy bear or a favourite blanket ? Although it's not brand new, dirty and patches of stuff are coming off and unraveling, you still love it. Maybe sometimes it had to be washed in the washing machine and dried for a few days but you're still waiting for it to return to you again, clean but basically still your old same blanket.

The world need more of that kind of love. Loving and accepting imperfections, not tolerating. Companionship in the form of enjoying each others presence, nothing more or less. Even though, ages had passed but an emotional bond can still be felt, strengthened by distance and absence and therefore, appreciating even more. Love in simple terms means just being happy, contented, comforted and joyful with the object of your love, let it be, a toy, a person, a favourite pillow or an animal. Love is never as complicated as they make it sound as. Love and keep on loving and the world may be a happier place.

Pure love is never complicated.