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1985, east coast, servitude to the nation.
confused, clarity-hungry shapeshifter.
badminton, ktv, the bigscreen, slumber.
soccer, surfing, pool, relationships.
analytical & brain-churning communication.
GOD.
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Subway
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Tuesday, September 05, 2006
3:07 am
It's funny how the very day itself loses its original flavour and intensity, now looking at it on hindsight. But it was truly screwy la. Dull planning and myopic defences.
It's just like either old wine in new wineskins or new wine in old wineskins, both seem to make sense in their own right- I'm moving forward and I want to move forward and I can't stop moving forward and it seems like I'm moving forward; yet I'm still just running on a treadmill with the scenery all around me..moving on a conveyor belt. I'm building strength and stamina though!
I've formulated a 12 am theory for myself- whether or not I like it, conflicts are to be resolved before 12am each day; and personal cares and struggles have to either reach a closure, otherwise they are to be discarded as rubbish...ALL done before my 24 hours per day is up. This way, I inject the motivation needed to summon and maximize all the joy in life I can feast upon.
This is just one of my many self-devised and prototypic ''moving-on forms of relief'' regimes.
doodled
XD
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