:S
it's weird thinking about the past, or the present that is related to the past, or about other things, like recent decisions that seemed to be right but suddenly i felt like i was being too rash. it's weird thinking about a lot of things, and there are a lot of things to think about, if you think about it. and it's weird to keep wondering about the same old things since eons ago and not having reached a conclusion or just become more certain about those things.
have been using the com for the past few hours, surfing around trying to think about the interviews coming up, and then got hooked on reading blogs, and thinking about the numerous pple whom i've lost contact with over the years. a pity perhaps? then we led such different lives, now we're leading such different lives too.
my butt seems to be stuck to this chair. i felt like going down to run. it's probably too late to do so now (actually it really isn't, and maybe i'm just convincing myself it is). i felt like playing the guit, but just lacked that slight bit of motivation to do so. i felt like eating something, but there's nothing much in my fridge.
i thought about how much some pple have changed from pri sch till now. it's like, hmm i didn't expect so and so to be studying this now, or to be in this cca, or to do other things i wouldn't expect him/her to do. and then i realised the same applies to me.
i was also thinking that i often perceive pple to be who they were a few years ago. and it's because i've known these pple since years ago that any changes came gradually such that i probably didn't notice them, and think they're still their old self. but the image of a little p6 kid standing next to his future grownup jc self provides a starking contrast between who he was then and now.
sometimes i get tired and am not really thinking properly i say stupid things at the wrong time (actually stupid things at the right time doesn't sound any better).
i have motivation to take my guit out of its case now.
ooh my legs are hairy.
itialyityakitifsnytiwitywityal...?blahblah....itysmitwstiticntimlaitisittm...?MITTCH
have been using the com for the past few hours, surfing around trying to think about the interviews coming up, and then got hooked on reading blogs, and thinking about the numerous pple whom i've lost contact with over the years. a pity perhaps? then we led such different lives, now we're leading such different lives too.
my butt seems to be stuck to this chair. i felt like going down to run. it's probably too late to do so now (actually it really isn't, and maybe i'm just convincing myself it is). i felt like playing the guit, but just lacked that slight bit of motivation to do so. i felt like eating something, but there's nothing much in my fridge.
i thought about how much some pple have changed from pri sch till now. it's like, hmm i didn't expect so and so to be studying this now, or to be in this cca, or to do other things i wouldn't expect him/her to do. and then i realised the same applies to me.
i was also thinking that i often perceive pple to be who they were a few years ago. and it's because i've known these pple since years ago that any changes came gradually such that i probably didn't notice them, and think they're still their old self. but the image of a little p6 kid standing next to his future grownup jc self provides a starking contrast between who he was then and now.
sometimes i get tired and am not really thinking properly i say stupid things at the wrong time (actually stupid things at the right time doesn't sound any better).
i have motivation to take my guit out of its case now.
itialyityakitifsnytiwitywityal...?blahblah....itysmitwstiticntimlaitisittm...?MITTCH
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