After getting the book for 6 months, i finally got down to seriously reading it... I refused to even look at it initially cos i did not want to feel gd bt life... I did not want having Randy Pausch motivate me into some happy cheerful guy who's always living life to the max n enjoying himself... Yup, tts me in a nutshell... I dun like reading books who motivate ppl... But i couldnt stand the idea of having a book rot in my bookshelf and me not even touching it. So i started reading it...
Yes, he did have cancer. Yes he did write bt him trying to do the best with wad he has instead of moping over spilt milk... But all this dun impress me... In fact, i would have stopped n banished the book to some corner of my sis's room instead if he was constantly writing bt it... But nope, he was writing more about his life... Which makes it interesting to me... I like reading bt ppl, knowing how they think, n how it applies to me or ppl ard me... That makes me tick... N before i know it, i was scared of it ending... Every chapter has some meaning, of course some means more to me than others...
I am actually quite amazed how his life went. N it actually seemed pretty interesting... If i were to write a book now about my life, to be honest i wouldnt know what to write, or what i wanted to leave for the world... I've always tried to live my life to the max, without regrets of any sort. But i still have, mostly to do wif things tt i had no power to control, so no pt even rueing this fact. More important is to make do with what i have...
I like books that make me think when i read them, rather than books which just make me want to finish it and find out the ending... But when i read this type of books, im so inundated with thoughts that i'll process them, and then remove them from my cache. I know my brain. Im not the kind of ppl who can remember everything.... My brain functions more like a computer. It has a cache and a pseudo hard disk. My hard disk is usually almost everything that has gone thru my brain, but i cant access it that easily. I need to access it by my cache as well as some physical provokation of my mind, i.e. familiar objects, etc. My cache is unusually small though, it stores only things i want to remember, and which actually isnt a lot... Hmm ok, im digressing... N ya, im forgetting wad i wanted to write initially... Hmm nm, i'll juz fill it in when i finish reading the whole book bahz... Which shd be in another 3 days time... :P
Yes, he did have cancer. Yes he did write bt him trying to do the best with wad he has instead of moping over spilt milk... But all this dun impress me... In fact, i would have stopped n banished the book to some corner of my sis's room instead if he was constantly writing bt it... But nope, he was writing more about his life... Which makes it interesting to me... I like reading bt ppl, knowing how they think, n how it applies to me or ppl ard me... That makes me tick... N before i know it, i was scared of it ending... Every chapter has some meaning, of course some means more to me than others...
I am actually quite amazed how his life went. N it actually seemed pretty interesting... If i were to write a book now about my life, to be honest i wouldnt know what to write, or what i wanted to leave for the world... I've always tried to live my life to the max, without regrets of any sort. But i still have, mostly to do wif things tt i had no power to control, so no pt even rueing this fact. More important is to make do with what i have...
I like books that make me think when i read them, rather than books which just make me want to finish it and find out the ending... But when i read this type of books, im so inundated with thoughts that i'll process them, and then remove them from my cache. I know my brain. Im not the kind of ppl who can remember everything.... My brain functions more like a computer. It has a cache and a pseudo hard disk. My hard disk is usually almost everything that has gone thru my brain, but i cant access it that easily. I need to access it by my cache as well as some physical provokation of my mind, i.e. familiar objects, etc. My cache is unusually small though, it stores only things i want to remember, and which actually isnt a lot... Hmm ok, im digressing... N ya, im forgetting wad i wanted to write initially... Hmm nm, i'll juz fill it in when i finish reading the whole book bahz... Which shd be in another 3 days time... :P
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