A generation of crossovers

I am not quite aware if you are famailiar with Maksim Mrvica (pronounced ‘Máravitsa’ with a rolled ‘r’ -and goddam it I am still trying to do the rolled 'r'). He is a classically trained pianist who revolutionised classical performance and audience with a new crossover with pop and contemporary spice. My first exposure to his music was through random download 2 years ago, yet it did not quite hit that chord back then. What made the new found impact was his A New World CD, which I purchased on a spur of a moment during a shopping spree in Taiwan. And must I say, I am impressed (and yes, that is Maksim-).

...now moving along...

I just had one of the most intensely leisured Easter holiday ever. My Good Friday was a departure to Wilsons Prom, with a bunch of friends-to-be. Despite the sad weather, I still managed to play soccer in the rain, swim in the sea in blistering cold, and win my first Poker game. Tuesday: off I go to Juggling Camp, this time to Bell Scouts Camp, in Nyora. I am now putting my 3 balls juggle in alignment, attempting 2 clubs juggle, and managed to improve a little on contact juggling and fire staff. Very juggly.

So, despite the horrid weather of the 1st camp, I am blessed by sunshine on the 2nd.

Say, what is the first thing you think about when you first wake up? I remember the many times when I slept for too long, and I missed a train, a bus, or the start of a lecture. My blood pressure would soar, my brain numb from stress and the first word I say, is 'shit!' I believe that the first thing in the morning really affects and dictates your mood for the rest of the day. So, for that entire day, because my body was not given a good adjustment period from sleep to wake, it felt weak, which added to my weak mentality for that day. Sure, good things can happen for that day, but the threshold to be 'happier' is greatly lowered.

It's important to have set goals for each day. Because time passes so naturally and subtly, you do not know its impact until it accumulate in the end, like the sand of an hour glass. In my journal, I express what I have achieved for that one day, from saving an insect from being squashed by something, to completing a task that was overdue long ago. Many of my achievements nowadays are more social...but the point here is, as long as you can pinpoint it, and acknowledge that something good happened, happiness will follow. Isn't it good to feel positive?

I feel the society nowadays has lost its track in life. Life ain't about surviving, it's about living. For those who can strike a balance between survival and to live, are the people who succeed, in all aspects. They are the people who can strike up a conversation with someone they have no connection with, yet are able to shout them a cup of coffee, admire the clouds in the sky, help an elderly with their shopping. They are those who can watch their own back without having to stab someone elses, but can be quick to defend a slap from a dog. They are those who are keen to soar the sky, but do not fear treading the overgrown path. They are the people who are not afraid to share their mentality, generous to share advice, yet cold enough to bite.

Have you met someone like that yet?