the rest is still unwritten

What constitutes an education? I suppose it is the acquirement of knowledge to gain insights into an array of territories, be it mathematics, science, arts or language.

Education breeds knowledge, and hopefully, gives rise to wisdom. It also matures the mind, enabling one to develop an insight into self, and hence guiding one to make wise decisions or actions that one truly desires.

Education provides an avenue of opportunities. For many who are not born with a silver spoon, education is the most legitimate, albeit difficult way, to a promised future. For others, it is a doorway to materialise their dreams, to achieve the desires of their heart, or clichely put, to fulfill their purpose in life.

Whatever the reason may be, the desire to succeed or gain fulfilment in life, is the fundamental drive for one's educational pursuits.

I may not be speaking for everyone, but I speak for myself and a group of like-minded people, that education also carved my character and values to a large extent. For this, I meant education from all environments, be it at home by your parents or seniors, or in a formal institutional settings by teachers and even, your peers.

The daily interactions from my mentors and same-aged peers, for the past 18 years, is pretty much what moulds my thinking today. It is also the very reason why i abhor smokers, believe in doing charity and treasure my close ones.

Perhaps I am being too melodramatic, but at this approaching termination of my 18 year long education, I am feeling a wave of emotions.

Uncertainties and excitement fills me as I look forward to the future. And much like the song, the rest is still unwritten.

Link to the song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4lFXy5bIiSA => A very VERY uplifting song, i feel! :) i'm posting the link here cos the uploading took forever.


"Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, yeah, yeah"
Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten Lyrics