It must be difficult reading my whining about the arduous nature of my work. It is something that I'd rather not do, yet there can be no relief from the sad sad stress that I face. A shopping spree didn't help, glorious PS3 games didn't help. I don't really know what will. I need to ORD soon before it all overflows and consumes me.
I have been thinking lately of the future that lies ahead of me. A part of me fears that what I'm going to do for the rest of my life would be to work and work, imprisoned behind a computer. That's perhaps also why I keep getting pictures of some vehicle running me down whenever I cross a road. It seems like a suitable way to avoid painful living where dire dreams are not fulfilled.
I am not depressed or suicidal though, just a tad bit morbid these days. I miss the carefree days where I didn't have to worry much about what the next day brings. Now I dream of work and worry about it in weekends. It's not a good life. Yet who will be able to really understand what I speak of? The sad fact is that the problem is my own to solve - and that it is unsolvable by wit, only by time.
I wish things were brighter. How did everything become so awry in my mind's eye? When did life lose its splendour and food its taste? The weight is too great. I pray I won't collapse.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
*
God it's true. I am stupid and emo.
I spent the whole of my taxi trip thinking about *. I guess I am partially just bored stiff with nothing else going on in my life except for my work. And my driving. And my piano lessons. And church. And. Yeah. That's actually all.
I must stop thinking about *. (Hah! I patent * as mine!!) It has become a sort of habit I can't really quit. But I know it just takes time. And time is what I have against *. Busyness and stress will make me forget!
All this *ring (pronounced as starring) is getting quite fun. Hahas. **** **** *******. LOL!
I spent the whole of my taxi trip thinking about *. I guess I am partially just bored stiff with nothing else going on in my life except for my work. And my driving. And my piano lessons. And church. And. Yeah. That's actually all.
I must stop thinking about *. (Hah! I patent * as mine!!) It has become a sort of habit I can't really quit. But I know it just takes time. And time is what I have against *. Busyness and stress will make me forget!
All this *ring (pronounced as starring) is getting quite fun. Hahas. **** **** *******. LOL!
the blog roll problem.
I am quite pissed off that the new "blog roll" function cannot work for my Mac. Is it because I am using a Mac, or because I am using an OSX that is not even the minimum requirement anymore? But it's not supposed to affect what! It must be Blogger who are not doing their scripting properly.
HEY BLOGGER! IF YOU ARE READING THIS, CAN YOU TELL ME WHY BLOG ROLL IS NOT WORKING FOR ME?! I CAN'T ADD BLOGS TO THE LIST!!
HEY BLOGGER! IF YOU ARE READING THIS, CAN YOU TELL ME WHY BLOG ROLL IS NOT WORKING FOR ME?! I CAN'T ADD BLOGS TO THE LIST!!
you are so fat, that when you jump for joy, you got stuck!
I have been getting repeated comments that I am becoming FAT. Urgh. First it was CSM, then G4, then CCO, then Amy then DYG1 then MAJ Tong, and now Tan Long today!! OMG.I don't want to become Mr Potato Head! I must do something to change this man. (Like start training for the StanChart Marathon!) It just seems though, that the more I train, the fatter I get. Is it just a coincidence? Or is it just some excuse I came up with to not run? Hmm. I really really need the Nike Sportband to help me!
Someone get it for me =)
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