So much has happened since i posted last, i have no idea where to even start. Well, maybe not since i posted last, but more like there's so much i've experienced here that i haven't blogged. Bear with me though, part of the reason i'm blogging is because i'm facing a slight case of writer's block on this fanfic i'm planning to submit for a competition(kinda wrote myself into a corner), and i'm too stubborn to sleep at 12.30.
So yes, the first thing i did in 2007 that i never did before? I got drunk. Yes, i'll admit, i was slightly drunk, laughing uncontrollably and making crazy phone calls(sorry guys if i did sound a lil more than tipsy, you know who you are(even if i might not :P) ) . But goddaaamn was it worth it. We mixed drinks @Shashi's place for the countdown night, and i tasted some awesome stuff that night. For the benefit of minors, i won't disclose the drink mixes, but i can say, they were pretty strong. If you really want the details, lemme know, i'll get Shashi to hook you up eh? :P
So, the morning after. I woke up with a lil hangover, you know, the type where you wake up feeling at least slightly dizzy and totally bloated. Luckily for me, i took a cold shower, and diminished the symptoms to a bearable level, and was able to go through the day normally, suppressing the remainder of symptoms.
Trying to be superman, i hung out with BeeLi and Grace for the remainder of the day, watching WTC and just talking randomly at Grace's place. As usual, it was awesome. One believes one might be beginning to get addicted to both their company.
Later that night, i went to this MCA style dinner(y'know..the one where you sit really cramped up, with God only knows how many tables crammed into a badminton hall), where i saw my first lion dance in AGES!! Honestly, it lifted my spirits SO MUCH! Just hearing the drums, watching the lion dance and letting them overload my senses really inspired a smile on my face and a really good mood that night. I clowned around pretty much the whole night, parodying the old men on stage, and annoying the hell outta my sis, all while finding the time to play with(more like get bullied by) my lil cousin brother. Oh, and we won a freaking rice cooker from the lucky draw too! But c'mon, of all things, my number..rice cooker..Oh the irony!
The following few days passed pretty quickly, squash or badminton in the mornings, lunch then relaxing at home, or going out for dinner..all that. Over this time, i've really gotten closer to my 'heng dai's, GL, Shashi, and DW, doing sports with'em almost everyday, followed by lunch. At the very least, it keeps half my day occupied and staves away the tentacles of boredom! The only downside is, after days and days and days of hand muscle exertions, my whole freaking right arm hurts now =/ On the plus side, i'm finally starting to learn to drive again! It's only my second day back, but i think i'm starting to kinda get more of a hang of it, and hopefully feb will see me driving on my own, at least a lil(hopefully to sd and back at the very least). One can hope, can one not?
On a lighter note, being back here's also shown me all that i've missed, as well as all that i take for granted back in nz. In other ways, it's also opened my eyes to the people who actually care for me. But the question remains, for me anyways..what do you do about something you want to happen, but seems really impossible to make happen? Be a victim of circumstance and let fate decide? Take things into your own hands and force the matter? Something else? Honestly, i have no idea, so i'm taking course 1 at the moment, ready to switch to course 2 at a moment's notice :) Let's hope this pays off yeah?
Lately though, i've been getting quite a bit more free time than the past month. Time to think, time to reflect on all i've done and what else i want to do before i get back to nz, and time to just be alone, contemplating anything and everything that occurs to me. Soul searching, if you want to put it that way. I don't exactly do that, but then, i talk to myself, yet don't exactly talk to myself as well, so that's kinda that. I've been thinking though, all that we do, all the fun we have, all the hard work we put into life, everything we dedicate ourselves to, all that we try, think and fight for..to what end? In other words, why do we do all that we do, when in the end, the outcome is quite the same, at least on the outside?(that last part was for all you religious ppl out there..so don't say i don't respect y'alls beliefs. i do, to an extent, just not too into it myself.) So this is my question folks...
So yes, the first thing i did in 2007 that i never did before? I got drunk. Yes, i'll admit, i was slightly drunk, laughing uncontrollably and making crazy phone calls(sorry guys if i did sound a lil more than tipsy, you know who you are(even if i might not :P) ) . But goddaaamn was it worth it. We mixed drinks @Shashi's place for the countdown night, and i tasted some awesome stuff that night. For the benefit of minors, i won't disclose the drink mixes, but i can say, they were pretty strong. If you really want the details, lemme know, i'll get Shashi to hook you up eh? :P
So, the morning after. I woke up with a lil hangover, you know, the type where you wake up feeling at least slightly dizzy and totally bloated. Luckily for me, i took a cold shower, and diminished the symptoms to a bearable level, and was able to go through the day normally, suppressing the remainder of symptoms.
Trying to be superman, i hung out with BeeLi and Grace for the remainder of the day, watching WTC and just talking randomly at Grace's place. As usual, it was awesome. One believes one might be beginning to get addicted to both their company.
Later that night, i went to this MCA style dinner(y'know..the one where you sit really cramped up, with God only knows how many tables crammed into a badminton hall), where i saw my first lion dance in AGES!! Honestly, it lifted my spirits SO MUCH! Just hearing the drums, watching the lion dance and letting them overload my senses really inspired a smile on my face and a really good mood that night. I clowned around pretty much the whole night, parodying the old men on stage, and annoying the hell outta my sis, all while finding the time to play with(more like get bullied by) my lil cousin brother. Oh, and we won a freaking rice cooker from the lucky draw too! But c'mon, of all things, my number..rice cooker..Oh the irony!
The following few days passed pretty quickly, squash or badminton in the mornings, lunch then relaxing at home, or going out for dinner..all that. Over this time, i've really gotten closer to my 'heng dai's, GL, Shashi, and DW, doing sports with'em almost everyday, followed by lunch. At the very least, it keeps half my day occupied and staves away the tentacles of boredom! The only downside is, after days and days and days of hand muscle exertions, my whole freaking right arm hurts now =/ On the plus side, i'm finally starting to learn to drive again! It's only my second day back, but i think i'm starting to kinda get more of a hang of it, and hopefully feb will see me driving on my own, at least a lil(hopefully to sd and back at the very least). One can hope, can one not?
On a lighter note, being back here's also shown me all that i've missed, as well as all that i take for granted back in nz. In other ways, it's also opened my eyes to the people who actually care for me. But the question remains, for me anyways..what do you do about something you want to happen, but seems really impossible to make happen? Be a victim of circumstance and let fate decide? Take things into your own hands and force the matter? Something else? Honestly, i have no idea, so i'm taking course 1 at the moment, ready to switch to course 2 at a moment's notice :) Let's hope this pays off yeah?
Lately though, i've been getting quite a bit more free time than the past month. Time to think, time to reflect on all i've done and what else i want to do before i get back to nz, and time to just be alone, contemplating anything and everything that occurs to me. Soul searching, if you want to put it that way. I don't exactly do that, but then, i talk to myself, yet don't exactly talk to myself as well, so that's kinda that. I've been thinking though, all that we do, all the fun we have, all the hard work we put into life, everything we dedicate ourselves to, all that we try, think and fight for..to what end? In other words, why do we do all that we do, when in the end, the outcome is quite the same, at least on the outside?(that last part was for all you religious ppl out there..so don't say i don't respect y'alls beliefs. i do, to an extent, just not too into it myself.) So this is my question folks...
.....to what end?
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