Listen to Your Heart

I saw my violin teacher for what will probably be the last time before I head off to Cambridge in a month or so. And all is hunky-dory, right? Eh. Idk. Gave her a plaque with a treble clef and a short phrase inscribed, "Life is a song, love is the music." I like it. I have one too. :)

Re-interested (it's a recurring interest) in MBTI personality types recently, after meeting up with a future classmate and finding that we hit it off just as well in person, if not better, than we do online. Tentatively (do I need a comma? I feel I should have one, but the sentence doesn't flow off one's tongue as well with one there) I speculate that she could very well end up one of my best friends in college, but hey, it's too early to say, so that's why no name. :P

My reawakened MBTI-type interest also applies to high school friends, so I'm sorry Namson's not around, as he's the only other person I know who's really into this MBTI-related stuff. D: Ah, oh well. There'll be time to discuss when he's back.

And hey, MBTI and other sorts of tests like these should only be used to aide in understanding a person, not as the primary means of getting to know someone. So in a way, not pegging people is a good thing, because if I got to know peoples' type before I took the time to know them as people, I'd probably base my interactions with them on what is said about their types. And chances are, they don't fall completely under one type. I know I don't.

我想要知道 會不會有一天 (yes, that is a reference to my guilty pleasure :-D) when I will be content, by having what Amos-from-the-lightrail said I hadn't found yet. I don't know.. it'd be agreeable to have it, I guess, but if I never found it, I'd be alright, too, I think. God will take care of things. We'll see.

Expos and placement tests and shopping period and meeting new people and signing up for activities and wandering around and.. lots coming up. We're at the cusp of youthful endeavors now, I suspect. Already August approaches. Anticipation and excitement meet with nervousness and trepidation, duking it out to a standstill for now. I'm hopeful, though. We're in for an exhilarating four years if we keep our heads up.

Radiance, arise.

I haven't eaten frozen microwave food for about a month now. A good thing. Before the two Po Pos came, I was eating microwave food everyday for a few weeks. Not healthy in any way.

I met a fairly intriguing person at SFO on Friday that I'd have liked to gotten to know better. I was musing for a few days, might momentary maiden meetings matter much? Delwin replied, "certainly such showings shall stay significant." I'd hoped so too, but it doesn't look like it. Oh well. Ya fail, DW. But still, PSA, all the best to you. I hope you successfully build your own identity as you wish.

Hard to fulfill reading list. I've had little desire to read, unless you count Memoirs of a Geisha. Now, that was difficult to put down.

I wonder about my violin, too. It used to be that I could neglect it for long periods of time, yet when I picked it up again I wouldn't want to put it down. Now I hardly care one way or the other. I wonder if I've fallen out of love with my violin? I've been more interested in piano again, recently, after watching Nodame Cantabile. I decided then that I would no longer accept self-induced mediocrity in any form.

All went downhill after Spain year of SJYS. I hope all comes back together in the fall. I fear being lukewarm. I think I need to join an orchestra again, and to make friends who love classical music as much as I do. I may have fallen out of love with my violin at the moment, but not with the violin itself. I should really get my hands on the Vitali, to heal my soul. I keep losing it.

Crocheting, on the other hand, I am getting along fine with. Below are Mousey and Bunny that I made for the two Po Pos. :)

Got up around 0500 a few days ago to webcam with the family in SG. Groggy and reluctant at first, but after seeing their faces, it was totally worth it.
The sky was gray. I usually don't like such weather, passing it off as dull, but there was a sort of quiet, somber beauty about it that morn. I shall have to rise early again several more days this summer.
Speaking of quiet, I enjoy long, comfortably silent walks. Solitary or not, little matter. When I have music in my head, time passes by just like that *snaps*.
Summer is swinging by quickly -- September fast approaches.