When the whole world fits inside of your arms
I'll make you banana pancakes.
Spinning - Jack Johnson - In Between Dreams
Feeling - More relaxed than I've been in days
I've been spinning the album all afternoon, ever since I sat down to attempt my HTM Sem Portfolio. The guitar strumming and soothing vocals of Hawaii boy Johnson makes me feel like I'm in a rustic beach resort and that the sea's just a couple of steps out the door. I'm imagining a place that's a cross between Grand Hyatt Bali and Paya Beach Resort Tioman. Wooden floor planks. Sunshine. Salty sea breeze. White and blue instead of burnt orange and turquoise. Hmmm. :)
It's kinda amazing how sounds and scents can conjure up the cocktail of intangible emotions in me. I wish I could share in words what it is exactly I feel on a balmy cloudy afternoon like these, but I can't. And I think that it is this lack of vocabulary that makes the feeling even more personal and beautiful. Lost you didn't I? Lol.
Anyway, an opportunity to go on a holiday was thrown in my face and I valliantly slapped it away. Quoting myself, "That'll leave me with only 2 days to prepare for my Calculus exam, cannot lah." The destination was Shanghai by the way.
As I was telling a friend last night, nothing (and I repeat, NOTHING), not even the final exam of my final semester, would have made me say no if the destination had been Bali or any other (exotic enough) tropical beach resort. I don't quite like the cold... and China's never appealed to me as an enjoyable holiday destination. There you have it. That said, I'll prolly be one of the last few to tap on the booming Chinese market opportunities.
This morning's swim was fruitful - it didn't only provide my limbs with a much anticipated loosening but it rejolted my like for creating analogies as well. Here's what happened. Imagine the length of the swimming pool. I'm swimming from end A to end B when this joker jumps in and plonks himself directly in my lane at end B, despite the fact that there were 1001 lanes available. (Okay I'm exaggerating. Make that 5 lanes.) I was incensed, and I wouldn't be surprised if I looked like a grouper with flaring nostrils or something. As I approached end B, the obvious choice was to switch to the next lane.
That whole episode got me thinking and relating it to life. Imagine the pool as life. Once in awhile, obstacles and curveballs are thrown in, in this case in the form of the extremely irritating joker. One can be angry and upset, but ultimately, one still has to deal with it.
Now, I chose to deal with it by switching lanes and avoiding confrontation (though I admit I threw him a dirty look coupled with an extremely loud tutting noise when I surfaced) but some (more violent people) might have swam right towards him and kneed him in the balls or something. I unfortunately do not have a conclusion to this analogy just yet, haha.
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