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Thursday, July 23

Subliminal.

Here I am with another mid-week update (it has been quite awhile since i've done one of those, huh?). I can't seem to put my mind to rest somehow...hence the empty-your-brains-out-on-the-blog-ritual. It's cruel. When truly, there's no one in the world you can turn to and express your individuality outright, without playing down some of the more intricate details (which is what I usually do with...people). Oh well, thank God I have an excellent emotional management system (yes I have). Sarcasm is my saviour.

Dad called about an hour ago. Indonesia is officially OFF the list of places i'd wanna raise my children, I assure. I haven't heard from Sobo & Grandpa in weeks, hope they are doing fine.

I don't think i'll start on my assignments just yet. I want and I need time to rest. Furgh, design is so superficial, you'd have to be really comfortable with your sanity or otherwise be completely stupid (and I mean stupid) to not be sucked into its shallow depths. There's your weekly dose of paradox.

I need to stock up on rocket greens. And I am still looking for that dream keyboard. May the lord assist me with my search. Now that's a crisis.

--wan.

Labels: missing people, perceptions

posted at 01:54

Friday, July 17

Muse.

Oh, I forgot I had a blog. Woe is me.

My life has been a little bit more organized since the last time you've heard. 70% of the Wan pie chart is taken over by school and drama (don't ask about the rest). It's kinda assuring to know that in three weeks, we'll be free of school again. Yup, term 2 is tad bit short. Better get started on those assignments (especially when it's submission the very next day). Annual Production 2009 has been postponed due to the ongoing H1N1 pandemic. Rehearsals are still going on though, at least we have more time to hone our skills *ooo*.

Talk about honing. I feel like i've wasted 1 year of my life trying to change into a better person. Of course, truly, I don't, everythings just like moss on a rocky cliff, but it's kinda sad whenever your good intentions are taken advantaged of. Sighs about that.

Plagued I am indeed. Design does things to you. All this, and I haven't even been in the industry yet. I think i'll heed my aunt's dire warnings. Maybe I should just quit and start fresh, and become an accountant or a doctor. Yes, I know. No, never an attorney, Putri.

Well, I should turn in now, i'm so lethargic. The bug in me is persistent. I hope I can feel better enough for tomorrows rehearsals (I had to miss school today by the way). Can't wait for Sunday. I need to find me that inspiration. Somewhere, in my ocean of a head.

p.s. happy 9th birthday to Adam.

--wan.

Labels: my world, school, sick

posted at 21:45