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My previous entry had a very poor title line, so in order to capture your attention, my friends, I went lengths (pun kind of intended). I was surprised no one had requested I do a cut. That must mean I've really understanding people, if not patient, on my f-list. Thanks everyone!
Actually the length thing was unintentional. Writing that amount is not impossible for me, because I'm constantly reminded by RL people around me that I'm long-winded especially my studio project lecturer! This line could've been this: 'I wrote that much unintentionally, and while writing essays isn't impossible, I'm very long-winded!' haha but I made it a lot longer! Back in secondary school, I had something for writing my compositions, but when it came to summaries, I'm scoring a 12 out for 25. XD
But I honestly don't feel like doing cuts now. Spare yourself the eyesore by removing of your f-list. ;) Highly recommended. (But I'll be sad.)
Well, I wish I could write nice entries, those daily kinds, where I rattle on endlessly about a certain food I ate which tasted like granny's socks or a bloody stone I tripped over while chatting on the phone, or bumping into someone I wouldn't ever like to see for the rest of my life, yadda yadda, but no, my life itself is pretty boring. Everyday feels the same. I may be happier on a certain day, but the level of feeling happy is just a slight notch above the norm, not over the roof wow-wee kind. Some would advise I need to rethink the direction I want in life, so I can be a lot happier, and there are those who believe I need a good long break from trying to idealise my world. I don't know myself. Not sure if I care a lot about that right now.
If I can't write captivating dailies, I wish I could write deep, profound entries! Those kinds that go on about a certain event, action, person, current affair/s, or even moral ethics, and give the readers a very different yet interesting insight. But I feel my opinions on things garner little substance, and are probably very shallow, so I'd first need to start expand and deepen my view before zooming in and making huge fuss out of... nothing.
I love reading some people's writings on tricky topics, because they provide a very personal yet somehow objective view in the entirety, whereas there are some others who would ramble on on the same subjects, but I rarely invest time to read them because they're always too... mostly flighty.
Understandable, because everyone's level of maturity doesn't progress at the same pace as the next person.
I spent my first few days of holidays in recuperation at home, reading some library books, and recouping sleep losses. Sleep deprivation is really bad for health, so I recently adopted a weakling's healthy lifestyle by being 'early to bed, early to rise'. It's nice just to spend sometime for a shut eye (?). My bed's a nice bed, old wooden frame, creaky, low-rise, with a cushy, springy mattress atop. Very... comfy.
Books read were In the Name of God, an insightful story about Syrian girl's life where she is sandwiched by her love for her religion and modern ideals, and Nightwalker, a highly captivating fantasy tale of a kitchen boy (he's more teen) who goes on an adventure (LOL) and it's my second time reading this series. Gosh, it's so good, I can't wait till the national libraries bring in the second installation Treason of Eswy! I'm even considering purchasing the books myself, but they're all paperbacks! I don't mind paperbacks as long as there won't be plans for hardcover versions when this series gets popular, because I'd pick hardcovers over paperbacks any day.
How could I forget, Breaking Dawn! It's a nice book, still halfway through, but I'm a bit miffed that Jacob's imprinted. I'm team... Switzerland? Because I honestly think Jacob has equally good chances of being with Bella as Edward has, going by dynamics. But I'm not Meyer, so Edward/ Bella, Jacob/her, I'll accept. Case closed, yay.
Summer is joy for many but me. I hate the sweltering heat, the unbearable sun and the worst of all, the perspiration. I do not enjoy being tanned or burnt either. The tropics is definitely not the place I'd want to settle down after retirement. I'm going to risk my health for some snowy winter then! Exciting! One of my goals now is to pick up some German. Three guesses why!
Cassandra my secret stalker missed our lovely date lastnight because she had maths tuition. Which is sad, 'cause I'm no fan of maths. Figures aren't good at anything, except when it involves my monetary fund going in the positive y-value direction in correlation with x-time, in my case. ;) I do not own a flattering height nor weight either, so sod figures. They aren't cheesy words that make you laugh when you're with your buddies but sniff and cheer you up when you're all alone and depressed, nor sound advice, nor a drug. They're all part of logic, cold, hard, factual. Not exactly the answer to my mundane life.
Jacquelyn saved the day night by joining me for a short walk at the park near Macs, offering our bodies as baits to the bloodsucking insects, and, another short bus ride down Thomson area, then back for a stayover at my place. We had our usual dose of chat, much silence and a couple of jokes. I also brought along my pseudo-DSLR prosumer camera and gave it a good stretch.
I've plans for the upcoming week, and I pray really hard that my plan goes as planned. But if it doesn't work out, that's because I haven't prayed hard enough, like I always. I take my faith for granted, so much so, it's pure passive belief, and no action. Salvation is through both faith and action, so I'm obviously lacking. Talking. Just talking. Wonder when will I start walking?
In a way I admire the zeal displayed by fanatics and typical pro-choicers/atheists/et ceterians when they go on strikes, wars or whatever for their religion (that includes those that don't believe in God or anything because they're apparently so passionate and proud of that, it's no different from a religious fanatic, except they don't call it a religion). Mind, it's the zeal I'm speaking of, not the cause. (I'm simply stating my stance clearly so as to not risk being chased by certain persons or organisations with a white hot poker and court order papers. I have a low pain threshold.) Their causes are questionable, but I am either in no position or the mood to question them.
And I'd like to take this chance to thank everyone who has been through my previous and present entries. I apologise for not replying comments! And a special thanks to ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) smittenly who has been continually showing her support for me by commenting even though I haven't returned the favour nor made very substantial replies to her comments on my entries. She's been through a lot recently, so I really think she really deserved a mention here for being such a loyal eljay friend like I could never be (my other readers, I'm assuming, are all my real life friends... I'm flat broke! XD)!
Thank you, Tea.
Off to Changi Airport now to escape the afternoon warmth, and to chill out with my friends. Await more granny stories, people. (That sounded a lot like 'bye, suckers' didn't it? LOL!)
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