whatever happens after the high?
i am currently typing on the holy mini land of competitiveness culture, vigorous subsidiary system and technological innovation; or as some may call it - free airport internet. woohoo. my flight back to indo is due in another 2 hours and so i figured, why not blog my way standing? (these people are smart i tell you, imagine the whole difference it would make were there chairs available). as some may know already, this is the first time i return to my semi-motherland since i’ve been to melbourne EVER. and this holiday season will also see me chasing winter all the way to san francisco. righteous.
but somehow i kinda feel that this holiday will provide the chance to contemplate about lotsa bland and boring stuff. you know, like only my career move and all the future menderie-brenderie-boo. and thus, i feel like i should take a little break from blogging as refraining from doing so will shatter what little leftover of focusing power that my humble mind possess after all these years of writing about life’s misadventures. and because of this, someone actually dared to throw all niceties, sympathies and sensitiveness to the wind and proceeded to label me a freak magnet. grrr…. it would take a while before i get over that one.
ok.
to be honest.
this is kinda weird.
but i kinda decide not to blog as often because my home internet is that of the ancient dial-up connection. so surfing the net in my home will only serve to measure my "hulk" limit and helps exercise my patience to become a better and considerate human being. ya, noble, but not something that i have in mind for the moment. though i promise i’ll hug a tree everyday.
so, in honour of my awesomeness portioned after being unable to justify my oxygen consumption for the last two weeks (i slept and shopped, slept and had fun till i dropped), i’d just try to get a little bearing and all those boring stuff. about the blog, no pressure at all. i need a change. i need that divine intervention. i need a lift for the mind and the soul. i need to get over the ground that the world has been spinning. and oh, if you really think that this entry is cryptic with capital "C", be rest assured that you’re not the only one. but i think this way actually best represents my state of being right now. no worries though, i’m trying to pour more stuff into my optimism glass. so if you’d forgive my blogging transgression…
you land back on the ground, of course.
