Friday, 16 November 2012


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Hello everyone. I am pretty much driven to write today though I know some people might find it a little bit boring because today’s post is about DISCIPLINE.

Okay. I am sure that in your head you are wondering “Why discipline?”.

I don’t know. Just feel like writing about it.

As a working woman now (I’m still adjusting to adulthood), what I learn these few months is I have got to be disciplined. Before I begin writing further about it, let us enlighten our mind as to the actual definition of discipline.

According to, discipline is
the practice of training people to obey rules or a code of behaviour, using punishment to correct disobedience

According to, discipline is
1. Training expected to produce a specific character or pattern of behavior, especially training that produces moral or mental improvement.
2. Controlled behavior resulting from disciplinary training; self-control.
a. Control obtained by enforcing compliance or order.
b. A systematic method to obtain obedience: a military discipline.
c. A state of order based on submission to rules and authority: a teacher who demanded discipline in the classroom.
4. Punishment intended to correct or train.
5. A set of rules or methods, as those regulating the practice of a church or monastic order.

Comparing these two sources, I would prefer for its holistic definitions and the applicability of the definitions to a wider range of circumstances.

All right. Getting back to my original intention of writing this post, I would like to emphasise the importance of discipline in our daily routines. With discipline, I learn to refrain myself from buying compulsively (groceries and books mostly. I wonder why I tend to buy a lot of groceries..), and dining out too much, whilst sticking to my piano practice routines , preparing lessons for the next day and completing other extra tasks even when I don’t want to.

Discipline is not only to control behaviour but also the mind, heart and soul. 

I realize that if I don’t help myself today, no one is going to help me tomorrow.
Responsibilities are responsibilities. I can never get away from them.

As Chopin had quoted,
"Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repose later on."

I’ll take it this way. Every duty avoided will be a cause to disturb my sleep later on.

And I totally hate the idea of sacrificing my sleeping hours. 

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