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Thursday, December 18, 2003

i don't know where i've been, or what has kept me away from this little cyber turf for so long. but i'm back. yes. perhaps it has to do with the lovely pcs here in the com lab. the keys are so springy that you unconsciously enter into this typing mood.

back in school. i find inspiration in the level three of the central library. everything smells wonderfully new and the lounging chairs so comfy. light streaming in from the glass windows.the whole room is so bright and cheery! bing!

other than that, it really really sucks to be in school.

it's the blardy holidays! the first time i'm ever mugging in the holidays. even back in secondary school, i barely touched my holiday homework. it's ridiculous. i refuse to be subjected to any form of labour or intensive spans of concentration where i generally writhe in agony and frustration. that's wat school terms are for: to deploy the army, to fight the battles of essays and presentations, to create subterfuge, frustrating the enemies' ploy or if unfortunately, internal politics.

now i just want to camp and perhaps do a little training, get the body into shape or something like that.

i haven't even been up to my usual urban wanderings. i have not really had the time to pick up a book and read for leisure sake.

some people do say the most absurd thing like work is fun! rewarding! invigorating!

i wander what happens when they're not doing anything. do they get depressed?

how absurd everything is... how absurd i'm becoming too. now the only lovely prospect of life i'm looking forward to, is the long bus ride i'm going to take home from school.

if you're reading this and are getting worried about my state of mind, don't be. it's all mush for now. :P STOP!

posted by happyhannon at 11:27 AM