This friday afternoon, I was rummaging through my blog, to know that it has been around for 10 months. This has been my most active web log ever. And yes, it’s true. I’ll most probably be changing it’s theme when it reaches its first birthday, since WordPress themes have been evolving. I bet there’s a better theme than this, which I picked because it suited my personality then. Or now, too. I really don’t know.
Anyway, I started work this week. It was pretty exciting, learning new stuff, which is (yes,) applicable to life. Or mine, at the least. Unfortunately, contrary to the opinions of the commonplace or short-sighted beings, who aren’t being literally referred to. Is it me or you that you might have difficulty comprehending my aforementioned generalisation.
Indeed, the past maturing years have (by its name) proven to be the ones where most learning takes place. Early teens, if you’re still wondering.
FRIDUM. That’s what I’ll be having every friday, this holiday at the least. Next week shall be at waterfront, with the primary hope that feelings will be less bitter. Yes, everything’s vague for my privacy. The hikes in viewers never fails to convince me that net stalkers are around and active.
Jeremy will be leaving for Canada soon, which I have had learnt last year (I think). 2009 Christmas will be one similar to the taste of the most common presents exchanged in the season – bittersweet. More sugar and less cocoa, please. For once, bitter shall be off my list.
Jean-François sent me a really nice birthday gift, for which the contents will remain privately known to both families. Oops, did I mention it in my previous post? Forgive me if I did, for repetitions will bore you. Frankly, the apologies are not at the least sincere.
Virgo was, good. Worth both my time and money. A(n) additional/plus is that it’s with classmates. Of course, your intentions be misinterpreted. For the case of me, it happened – and I was less-than-subtly blamed, which is something I cannot resist. Far from being quiet, the initiative me took the blame and apologised. Things weren’t really bad, but I guess one or two knew only what had happened. No names so please do not pester me for it.
Kayaking today was er, not really nice for the lean me. A lot of paddling involved. The last time I enjoyed kayaking when poor Bryan had to be with me and rowing while I enjoy the sun (not really), and the greenery (not really, too). I’ve never seen mountains in real life before, of have I? So, it’ll be awesomely interesting to kayaking in nature.
Never truer, nature does not disdain evil but embraces it. One powerful statement from a book I read almost an hour earlier. It has to be the alcohol or my protoplasm, that disables me to do long term thinking. It’s akin to a memory card. I can’t change it, sad enough.
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts.
I’m sorry.
