48...borrowing words

When you're too tired to even write or think, the best thing to do next is find other people's words that you can borrow to express how you feel, since as humans, we constantly need to express ourselves to get anywhere in life. Terribly exhausting but wonderfully rewarding when you get it right. Today, I share the work of Frank O'Hara, a poetic artist (+ former roommate of Edward Gorey), to end this post and leave me a reminder of what i actually wanted to say.

My Heart
(May 1954)

I'm not going to cry all the time
nor shall I laugh all the time,
I don't prefer one "strain" to another.
I'd have the immediacy of a bad movie,
not just a sleeper, but also the big,
overproduced first-run kind. I want to be
at least as alive as the vulgar. And if
some aficionado of my mess says "That's
not like Frank!", all to the good! I
don't wear brown and gray suits all the time,
do I? No. I wear workshirts to the opera,
often. I want my feet to be bare,
I want my face to be shaven, and my heart—
you can't plan on the heart, but
the better part of it, my poetry, is open.

- Frank O’Hara

18...ordinary people

Done with classes for a while - this is good, time to go back to my thoughts and also time to become a couch potato, or perhaps more like a sloth living indoors that only looks forward to feeding time. (And also do something, anything, something worthwhile once in a while). I was listening to John Legend the other day and his song 'Ordinary People' is one of my favourites but i love the ending line "this time we'll take it slow" - let's take it slow. One foot at a time, one day at no rush; doing what we can. Watching a movie on Aung San Suu Kyi's life, and listening to my friend talk about what she wanted to do in the future today made me realise how utterly limitless our capacity of doing things is in a sense, and i guess it all just depends on the same as whether you chose to see the glass half full or half empty.

14...fridays

What is it about Fridays, it seems like i just lose it and forget anything that's on my agenda (though, i only have one in my mind which i must say is very, i repeat, very unreliable), and bam i forget to post. But oh well, maybe Fridays will be my days off, after all friday's i'm in love~~~♥ ...with youtube and Maya, and other lovely people out there.
i do have something interesting to share today, and it's the :59 seconds book by Professor Richard Wiseman. To sum the whole book up (from the parts that i've read), it's a self-help genre book that breaks all the stereotypical messages written in other self-help books. Now, as all books, there are parts of the book that i don't consider mind-blowingly amazing, but i think what i like about this is the fact that it sums each topic up within a chapter that can be read under 3 minutes (i would say ignore the title of the book because if you try reading them under a minute, you'll just find yourself going huh and re-reading - taking more time). That's the idea that fascinated me - i find myself thinking 'I HAVE NO TIME TO READ' even if i clearly do, and i think it's just the thought of spending minutes, hours of time into a book (if i'm not on a train or something with nothing else to do) that throws me off these days. Though it would be quite a tiring book if all chapters were written to be read in under a minute or so, it seemed like such a cool idea to me that i had to blurt it all out somewhere. Here. Yes. Done. (now how interesting is this post...yay~~~ ✌ )