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Well this will probably be my final layout.
No I'm not going to commit blogicide. It's just that I really can't find sufficient time to constantly change the layout of my blog. Perhaps I'm just wanting to concentrate solely on posting reviews that would require more attention from me than simply trying to customise some fanciful layout which simply drains my energy away when I could have devoted this amount of time into posting some meaningful topic instead. So many topics have crossed my mind but have slipped me by. So many moments I wanted to crystalise onto my blog and I could not find a good time to sit down and properly blog about it.
Ironically, this is a bad time to blog about my thoughts.
I lost a handphone pouch given to me by my girlfriend. I left my keys in the dance studio and I had to wake my parents up at 12:47am in the morning. My right knee is still feeling the slight swell from the cartilage [hope I spelt it correctly] wear-down and it's causing me slight movement problems. I'm still undecided about taking up a post to develop a dance club or to pursue a dance scholarship offered to me by a studio and I'm not having sufficient communications with my girlfriend. My assignments are all due and I have not started on them yet because of a particular project report which burnt basically my weekend away and I still have 8 days of newspapers to catch up on because I need to constantly updated about current affairs due to a particular module of mine which talks about global economics.
This is obviously a post solely for grousing.
I'm just feeling unusually grouchy. I want to sit down and think over some matters carefully but the pace of my life is simply moving at breakneck speed. And in another 7 months time I will be doing my final year examinations and then I will have to face the merciless world of capitalism once again. To step forward into the battlefield of office politics and competitive performance appraisals.
Can I possibly muster enough courage? Enough strength to stand tall? To roar my laughter against the winds of change? Of adversaries and uncertainty?
I need her. God I miss her already.
No I'm not going to commit blogicide. It's just that I really can't find sufficient time to constantly change the layout of my blog. Perhaps I'm just wanting to concentrate solely on posting reviews that would require more attention from me than simply trying to customise some fanciful layout which simply drains my energy away when I could have devoted this amount of time into posting some meaningful topic instead. So many topics have crossed my mind but have slipped me by. So many moments I wanted to crystalise onto my blog and I could not find a good time to sit down and properly blog about it.
Ironically, this is a bad time to blog about my thoughts.
I lost a handphone pouch given to me by my girlfriend. I left my keys in the dance studio and I had to wake my parents up at 12:47am in the morning. My right knee is still feeling the slight swell from the cartilage [hope I spelt it correctly] wear-down and it's causing me slight movement problems. I'm still undecided about taking up a post to develop a dance club or to pursue a dance scholarship offered to me by a studio and I'm not having sufficient communications with my girlfriend. My assignments are all due and I have not started on them yet because of a particular project report which burnt basically my weekend away and I still have 8 days of newspapers to catch up on because I need to constantly updated about current affairs due to a particular module of mine which talks about global economics.
This is obviously a post solely for grousing.
I'm just feeling unusually grouchy. I want to sit down and think over some matters carefully but the pace of my life is simply moving at breakneck speed. And in another 7 months time I will be doing my final year examinations and then I will have to face the merciless world of capitalism once again. To step forward into the battlefield of office politics and competitive performance appraisals.
Can I possibly muster enough courage? Enough strength to stand tall? To roar my laughter against the winds of change? Of adversaries and uncertainty?
I need her. God I miss her already.
posted by Inarticulate at 12:56 AM
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