Are You Number 1000th Clicks?
At present, I do not know what to do with my life. The idea just dropped on me when I was throwing away the ginger from the fish soup mom cooked.
This is the reason why I have no desire or interest to reply to email messages, smses or phone calls, I reckon. I do not know what to do with myself, let alone handle those messages. I don't see the need to respond. I don't think I care if they care if I respond.
It doesn't bother me if I do not have much after-office-hours activity on weekdays, or any weekend going-outs.
The point is, because I am in a state of dunno-what-to-do, it doesn't matter if things are happening to me or not.
It does not hurt me, nor does it sting.
Because I do not know what to do with my life, nothing can hurt it or destroy it.
There is no goal or objective to destroy or hurt.
No quota to fill, no one to please.
No scores to keep, no trophies to win.
It all don't matter. I will go on and do things that needs to be done. Like going to work, do my job, eat, sleep, shower, go to class, interneting, blogging, watching tv...
Other then that, I don't see a need to go beyond what I need to do. Like what I used to be busy scurrying in the past.
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Man... Mandisa is out of AI5. So sad. What to do. It's American Idol. IDOL. Not America's Best Vocal contest. This is the real world. Looks still matters. 4 out of 5 predictions remain...
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Tomorrow is Friday. Woo Hoo. 2nd night for Chinese-English translation. Gosh, just when I thought I've learn well in the previous 2 modules, this one just brings me down into the pits again. Hmm.. guess gotta go through another round of learning from basics.
I like this lecturer. He has got this very amiable disposure. Like a nice father figure. Gosh, I promised Prof He that I will start to blog in Chinese. Nothing came out after the 1st. Bleahz.
Got class = no opportunity to spend money = good.
I NEARLY plonked down $167 on a pair of NIKE trainers last evening. Thought it's high time I replaced my many-many years old NEW BALANCE. Good thing I didn't buy it. So proud of myself. :)
Turn in time. *click!*
This is the reason why I have no desire or interest to reply to email messages, smses or phone calls, I reckon. I do not know what to do with myself, let alone handle those messages. I don't see the need to respond. I don't think I care if they care if I respond.
It doesn't bother me if I do not have much after-office-hours activity on weekdays, or any weekend going-outs.
The point is, because I am in a state of dunno-what-to-do, it doesn't matter if things are happening to me or not.
It does not hurt me, nor does it sting.
Because I do not know what to do with my life, nothing can hurt it or destroy it.
There is no goal or objective to destroy or hurt.
No quota to fill, no one to please.
No scores to keep, no trophies to win.
It all don't matter. I will go on and do things that needs to be done. Like going to work, do my job, eat, sleep, shower, go to class, interneting, blogging, watching tv...
Other then that, I don't see a need to go beyond what I need to do. Like what I used to be busy scurrying in the past.
- - - - - - - - - - -
Man... Mandisa is out of AI5. So sad. What to do. It's American Idol. IDOL. Not America's Best Vocal contest. This is the real world. Looks still matters. 4 out of 5 predictions remain...
- - - - - - - - - - -
Tomorrow is Friday. Woo Hoo. 2nd night for Chinese-English translation. Gosh, just when I thought I've learn well in the previous 2 modules, this one just brings me down into the pits again. Hmm.. guess gotta go through another round of learning from basics.
I like this lecturer. He has got this very amiable disposure. Like a nice father figure. Gosh, I promised Prof He that I will start to blog in Chinese. Nothing came out after the 1st. Bleahz.
Got class = no opportunity to spend money = good.
I NEARLY plonked down $167 on a pair of NIKE trainers last evening. Thought it's high time I replaced my many-many years old NEW BALANCE. Good thing I didn't buy it. So proud of myself. :)
Turn in time. *click!*
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