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grow up

how about that, this late bloomer is all ready to grow up. :)

this past week has been a lot about reflection. questioning what i want, and who i am. definitely, like every well-trained singaporean, i thrive under high pressure. getting a kick out of a long and impossible to-do list, rushing a report and presentation within the span of 24 hours, running around singapore on errands... there is a lot of satisfaction in that.

but in one sentence, a classmate summarized what i needed to hear: singaporeans need to learn to slow down.

'living in the tension of life'? i meant that. we will always need to stay in the middle of an 8-spoke wheel (Native Indian analogy), balancing between enjoying the present and having a drive and passion for the future.

i think it's a good thing that i like myself less, and let my opinions matter less during this time. i need more room in my life for God!

feet on the ground, and arms stretched high - that's how i wanna grow up.

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