2 people in my life that I would like to remind them of this: there's really no such thing as a beautiful world. In as simply as I can to put it down in the English language - being forgotten is to be treated as non-existant, but being ignored is to be taken as not being welcomed.
And I hate being ignored.
If there is one thing I would prefer to have out of me, it's probably my wisdom, which sometimes overtakes my rationale; I am beginning to believe ignorance can really be blissful after all. [LINE] I can finally ravel in being an amatuer blader than one who thinks about learning to blade. True that it's tough getting it on, with tons of scars to prove it for that matter, but the worthiness of realising and actioning on an idea does make one more, worthy. The process is tough, but thinking about the goal makes it exciting, and makes the process of going through it even more weighty than the result itself.
Congratulations to me for finally enduring hours of pain to learn standing on my blades! [LINE] Sis Anne is moving in to her new resale flat coming Friday. The house is in a state of limbo due to the construction, and we're supposed to help with the painting. Not that I'm complaining - I love to paint - but having to rush a paint job always turns me off. For one, it shows in the outcome - huge paint brush-marks, uneven surfacing, and worst, patches. In this humid climate and condition, we would be lucky to have it dry in a day with the erratic weather, let alone cover a coat for the entire apartment.
And amidst all that whining, I will still have to be there later in the morning. Argh. [LINE] Exchanged a couple of pointers with sis Chi on blading earlier on, and she was relating this finally incident: she was blading along the East Coast coastline behind 2 cyclists when they suddenly pulled to a stop. She tried to avoid them by swerving to the sides, but she lost her balance, held on to the handlebars of one of the biker's bike as she passed, said sorry, regained her balance, and went on her way. It wasn't exactly funny, but that imagery just somewhat seemed so ridiculously, weird. Well yeah, she was trying to theorised braking on blades to me, which frankly, I tried earlier on to no success.
Better luck next time! [LINE] Dad's fish tank has some new guests - water snails (exact name unknown). They popped out of nowhere, and littered the tank floor. I think the fishes were somewhat leaving them alone even though they were physically sized up from the snails. But nonetheless, their appearance has been met with sceptism over the balance of the tank's eco-system.
We'll find out soon enough. [LINE] Would like to express my unsettled emotions over things that I've said to some people lately, including today. My intents are pure; had it been otherwise, you probably wouldn't even know me in the first place. Of course, what is that benchmark to compare with?
(In case you are wondering why this section of the post is a little dis-jointed, I stopped typing for a bit, got up, looked myself in the mirror, and decided what's below)
I think I should just let it run and do without any explanations. In fact, I think I should shut my trap some more cos it seems the more things I say, the more things I cause. [LINE] I've made little progress on my career. Looks like its back to the drawing block - and they ALL said this is a good year for me. Poppycock. 2 more months before the year closes and I'm losing grip. Try telling me something different for a change. Might as well make it bad news so that I'll feel better when things lighten up even though it's not going to go great. [LINE] Sweet and chummy, I'm in love with the Transformers again after a 15-year hiatus! Check out the band Meatbees for their version of the theme song - fabulous fabulous fabulous arrangement!
Nights all! May my angels watch all over you all~ Don't need them if they don't really wanna help me out.
Cheerios
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