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Days of George's LifeIt's not over until the fat lady sings. But once she does, what do we do then??? |
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3月9日 Soaring, flying, there aren't a speck of time left as it flies away.God evening, all. I haven't been writing in my blog since forever, so I might as well add an entry tonight, since I really don't feel like studying. Btw, the 'poem a day' part is officially impossible now, since my mind is going on overdrive just keeping up with uni, much less composing poems. Heaps of stuff happened to me over the past few months, but too bad that I haven't taken any photos as evidence of my experiences. Well, I might as well, write them out in words, since a picture is worth a thousand wrords, the opposite must also the true: a thousand words is worth a picture. Lets start with the day I left Australia for China some time in November last year. If you actually read my previous blogs, you should have an inking of when I left. Anyway, the plane ride was not as smooth as I wanted it to be. I hate hate hate turbulences, or however you spell it. The bumping around of the planes was trying to make all the liquids and some of the solids in my body to esape from its prison. Not that its nice to keep things captive, but they are not alive, so why do they want or need freedom. Luckily, my premonition that something really bad will happen went unfulfilled, so thats a good thing.
When I actually got to Chengdu (capital city of Sichuan), it felt sooooooooo good to be off the plane.
 But what awaited my was roughly 2 months of virtual house arrest by my parents. In reality, it was more like they didn't have time to go anywhere and I would probably lose my way if I go out. So, I just stayed at home, eating chips and watching tv. Before anyone comments on my weight after I returned from china (too late now), that was how it happened and I didn't end up regaining my former weight since. Watching tv is fun but theres a limit on just how much is enjoyable. Tv marathorns gets really boring after a while. The real break came when my dad went to Shenzheng for a project that he was doing, so my whole family went along to get a decent hoiday. What actually happen during this time may need to be told on my next blog cos I really need to go since my lecture starts at 8 tomorrow, so I have to get up at 6. Well, happy rea what Ive posted today and indulge in your pathetic lives.  Cyaz next time!!!George. 11月19日 PremonitionI swear to god that I am getting a premonition about my plane crashing next friday.  K dramas where people die tragically are really depression, and I feel that they are sending subliminal messages to me warning me to keep both my feet firmly on the ground. Anyone who enjoys being depressed should all watch 'Who Are You'. It is a really really good drama cos all the actors (especially the main actress) are beautiful and their acting are superb.  It is really rare to see a cast of such talented people, both physically and emotionally. It makes me think, if I am to die, should I be regreting anything that I have done? I would really like to finish this drama before anything happens to me, so that I can get a sense of completion. I really hate not finishing things but would not really regret not being able to do anything I haven't started. It is directly to the books called '100 Movies/Destinations/Sports/etc. to Do/Watch/Go Before You Die'. Doesn't the title just sound so cheerful. I am currently too emo and not goth enough to write poetry, so thats why I ddn't post anything yesterday or today. I cut this depressig train of thought and bring up more cheery stuff... Hmm.... Emmm... Nothing much comes to mind. Lets hope that I will be in a better mood tomorrow so I can write more rhymes. Toodles for today!!!11月17日 Trying out new stuff. Today, I'm trying out writing a haiku. A popular form of English haiku is in the 5-7-5 syllable form. Here goes: Bogged down by wet mud, Wheel spinning but no movement, This describes my life. I admit its pretty bad but I can't really be bothered to write anything today, so I say it's good enough for today. So yeah. 11月16日 How do I change the time zone??? How do I change the time zone on this, cos it's not 12am or whatever it says on here. It's a tad hard to read something that is supposedly published 10 hours later. And I just realized that people are actually reading my blog! As in people who haven't actually commented on my posts. I wonder who they are, unless either Bonnie or Joyce tuned in multiple times yesterday. But why would anyone do that? Either way, I set up this blog to write about my life, and that is what I'm going to do. I just tried on my new glasses, and it is really weird. For my old pair, it is really easily to focus and I can see anything clearly, or even better when I look through the sides of my lenses rather than the centre. But for my new glasses, it gets really blurry when I try to look through the sides, so right now I have zero peripheral vision. And also, why are my new lenses so much thinker than my old ones??? My eyesight can't have gotten that bad, can it? Not happy  . Okay, just tried out the smilies, and realized that the code on spaces is so complex compared to msn. Wonder why. Well, I say this is enough for my morning post. I have decided that if I have the time and can be botered, I might as well do two entries per day. Well, life goes on...CarsHerded by their masters, their wills devoted, Rushing madly in chase, in straight lines forward. Towards fluorescent-lit offices, jail cells of the white-collared, Puffing out soot and debris, worse than chain smokers. When seen from alien eyes, masters of the blue planet, Organized into networks, As if instinct-led. Yet little would they know, brain of the metal body, Would be a fleshy being, willing enclosed. These unnatural creatures, essence derived from deep below. Our world on their shoulders, lack of and our lives be in a hole. Milk and honey: black gold and oily seeds, Babies that we treasure, they are anything but cheap. |
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