Busier than ever...

I'm not exactly sure if I have used this title or not, but anyways.

2 weeks since I have updated my blog. Felt pretty tired. Every day after school the routine is basically the same - homework, revision, practice piano, sleep. Occasionally talking on the phone, perhaps.

I have quite a lot to share about what happened in these 2 weeks, but I guess I have so many to share that I forgot most of them already.

One thing I do remember, though, is I need to write another continued passage on the earlier blog posts "Re: Missing Friends..." and "Missing Friends...".

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So it is term break in the UK and some of my friends, or at least I consider them as friends, came back to Hong Kong. For some unknown reason every time they come back it seems I am already occupied by another event, resulting to miss the rare gathering.

Once I actually saw the left-to-UK friend walking with my (and his) other besties. The first thing that flashed through my mind was, "Why didn't they invite me?" The answer, which came just one millisecond after the question, was, "I've always been the outsider."

That is no weird answer to me. But why am I the outsider? Am I out of trend? Or what? I just have no idea. Perhaps it is that I never ask what is going to happen and waiting for opportunities to come. But, recalling the previous month, I do have tried to get in contact with them via Facebook.

I told my best friend who happened to be one of those hanging out with one of the left-to-UK friends about what I mentioned above. His first response was "Do you have to be like that (pessimistic)?" Now, don't get me wrong, I never wanted to be. I am used to be the outsider anyway.

So... busy life... result is to miss all my friends. I don't want that to happen honestly. I treasure every moment with a friend but for some unknown reason it seems my fate wants me to be alone all the time.

Contribution and Sacrifice.

Recently I have been involved in the Timing Squad of my school, a timing squad that is pretty much the most professional in Hong Kong. It may seem like a rare job, but I do enjoy it.

Some say it's tough, considering training process is like military training: commands, marching, unison actions... but I kind of like it. Simple, straight forward, often with laughter and everyone treated the same.

And I feel being part of the school - a school where everyone contributes their own time, or I use the term "sacrifice". That's part of the school spirit.

My mom doesn't seem to approve that, though.

I told her the team would be "on event" for one whole day on Thursday, and all she is concerned is my academics. But, come on, missing one day isn't like missing one whole month, which is what is said the choir would do. I could catch up easily, after all. She doesn't seem convinced.

But then I remember she used to tell me I should participate in the choir, even after I told her that would mean skipping heaps of lessons she still said I should because I get chances to visit and perform in foreign countries (which is true but I'm not a huge fan of travelling all the time - occasionally is good). So that was quite contradictory.

But, anyway, as I posted on Facebook:

"The Diocesan Spirit requires sacrifice, just like any other spirit or beliefs. And there is nothing to stop me from contributing to my School. It may require sacrifice, but that is what comes with the Diocesan Spirit."

So yes, there is no stopping me from contributing towards my school, for the school contributed a lot to me.

Keep It Simple.

Someone told me life is boring. It's always sleeping, eating, studying... he wants a change from the "daily routines", something new. He offered the solution he came up with - to go aboard.

The first thing that flashed through my mind was, "What am I left with?" All other great friends have gone abroad, many are leaving in matter of months, and who would I be left with? My tank of fish?

Honestly I don't really understand why "daily routines" are so bad. He said that his relative told him studying aboard is much more fun, social and whatever. Gets me thinking - isn't that still a daily routine?

"Daily routine" seems like.... daily. No matter where you go, it's still the same thing. At least that goes for me: Reading, writing, drawing, sleeping, eating and whatever. Perhaps studying aboard gives an even busier routine, now that it is filled with socializing and whatsoever, according to my friend.

They say studying in the UK is better, with more friends and more new stuff "waiting for you". Doesn't that occupy more time? Doesn't that make one's life busier? Is that a good option? Not to me. I'm busy enough with school around.

Perhaps I'd like to quote another friend's words:

"Keep it simple."

That's pretty true. Keep things simple and life would be good. Why make things complex?

Recently is the school's Student Council election. One cabinet used the slogan "Vote for (name of cabinet), vote for change". Another was "Spark and Innovate." Obviously the former wanted to change, change and change more, perhaps turn the school upside down. The other just wanted to improve the current systems and make life easier. Many voted for the former, I didn't.

Changes. Something that seemed good to all human beings. But clever, or typical, rulers always exaggerate the benefits of these "changes", when after all the change wouldn't be so "grand". On the other hand, they claim that people need to pay little to achieve the change. President Obama wanted to change the USA, he first introduced the medical reform, many objections raised - but did these protesters vote for Obama during the election? Didn't they want change, too? Looks like it isn't that easy.

So all I would say.... the biggest change is not to change. Just improve what we have, why introduce so many new stuff?