"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference"
I attended this "Dare Girl" christian conference with Joelle yesterday, at her church, and upon arrival at her house, WAY too early in the morning for my brain to do anything resembling productive thinking, she tells me that the thing is from 10am-10pm. Needless to say i nearly fainted, partially cuz i was still 1/2 asleep and desperately need a dose of caffeine to wake me up, and partially cuz i'm me, and SO not a morning person, but oh well...i managed to survive somehow.
It was pretty fun for the most part of the day. It didn't really feel like eons had passed and we were still stuck there, so that was a plus point. The speakers were good, I mean, I didn’t concur with everything they said, but I guess everyone is entitled to his or her own opinion. I particularly liked the first speaker, not only because it directly addressed the real and omnipresent issues that girls face today, but also cuz it wasn’t just about the things on the surface, but about the things beneath the surface, the issues that everyone is hesitant and reluctant to talk about.
It really is true, come to think about it. Things like popularity and all the other materialistic things which are so dearly treasured and sought after in this world, they’re all fleeting. There one day and gone the next. That’s why it’s so important to always be your own person, never just follow the crowd, dare to be different, and stand up for the things you believe in. At the end of the day, it saves you from merely being just another face in the crowd. Hence, the poem, “The road not taken” comes into play. Choose your own path, and don’t let the actions of others influence the person you are; because, honestly, at the end of the day, it’s YOU who has to live with yourself, and what you’ve done. Not anyone else.
Ok, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, going on and on, I’ll stop here. Met some cool new people, and a fellow Singaporean, Gillian. She was really nice, and for a little while, I felt closer to home. I actually managed to use singlish without sounding like a whack-job and getting the weird quizzical looks I used to get before I realized that I had to diminish my use of singlish! Haha! So that was good. Alrighty, I’m out!
Ps…cant wait to watch Harry Potter and Joel Asogan, Ron Weasley did NOT die! Useless guy…
