lately it doesn't take much to make me smile. :) mich's uncrunchy but yummy toast, a cute old man chasing the bus, nice aussies who talk to me like a person and not 'another asian' cause some of them can be pretty harsh sometimes :/, injecting fake skin, seeing flowers growing in the middle of nowhere on campus, cereal and milk in gene's apartment, love letters(well emails and posts really) from home, catching my bus home etc. but i guess, in retrospect, takes little to make me sad too. there's the sudden wave of homesickness i get, the time people fought in the bus (i HATE it when people fight and threaten to get physical), the stupit spiders and tarantula (it was HUGE K!), etc.
anyways, today we were discussing in some genetic lecture, or rather i was discussing in my brain, about whether people'd want to know if they would develop a terminal illness in the future. with all the talk going round about revelations coming true now, i'm thinking if i would live differently if i knew exactly how much time i had left here. and that if i had a choice to know, would i take it?
all my life i thought, no way i'd wanna know when i'm gonna die man. but someone said once, dunno in a book or what, but the person said he'd wanna know when he died just to really appreciate life and know his life is temporary and all. but in all this really jumbledness raw thoughts in my mind, i wonder if knowing i will act differently if i knew exactly how long i had left would compel me to already start acting differently, living fully and taking risks simply because i could in fact die tomorrow. :S
and i reached a new record! 06:04:46 on skype with hubs! crazy stuff, and to think we actually had stuff to talk about for like 90% of the time. serious! love ya chrissy! :) sorry i fell asleep in the last 10 minutes or so. hahahhahaha!
love,
candice
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