some thinkers and tinkers

Damn, I pondered too much about Mycroft. No shit. xD

I don't want to sound like his brother, now, but this is seriously dull. I want to do something else. Pronto.

I said I'll be home for Christmas

I'm taking a break. :) This Christmas, I'm having fun in a way that is pretty much a complete reversal to the kind of fun that I usually have in the other nation-state.

Memory box

This is quite intriguing. Why are there strange stuffs in that small shoe box?

Why did I deem a single shell inside a plastic box so important to keep?

Who sent that Valentine wish message inside that glittering test tube?

Who gave me these keychains?

Did I ever mention my puppies to that person such that he mentioned it in the letter?

Sometimes your past can be as confusing as you future. A little advice: if you wish to be remembered, do send photos and signed cards instead of random gifts. xD

err...

Gosh, how embarrassing!! ><

Who on their right mind would burn a CD-R with wallpapers, songs and a folder full of his own holiday pictures... for a birthday gift to a girlfriend! Marvelous, only second to a second-hand toy bilingual computer, as far as my memory goes.

You were really cute back then. The last time I heard of you, you were terribly bored, being a single bright mind in the community of the averages. I kinda wish that even though you've forgotten all these silliness, your kind heart would still remain. If by a fat chance you haven't forgotten these things completely, and life allows us to meet again - not only passing by each other in a random mall, full of doubts and suspicions that have hindered us from offering even a single greeting before - ...I will blackmail you with this disc. My, my, the things you can find in an air tight safety cabinet.

I'm feeling rather nostalgic. Perhaps it's because of this disc, that photo and those trinkets inside that box.

Ok, back to work.

beside the sun's windmill there is the moon's cradle

A person from light would be interested on a play of shades. A person familiar with the dark would find the dances of little glows fascinating.

Good morning

Man, a display of humans' irrationality so early in the morning...
How thankful I am to have a low blood pressure by default instead of a high one. Yaaaawwwn

And good morning to you too.

Wherever you are

For some unknown reasons, this song sounds really sweet to me. :)
A good friend is coming to town and he's going to give me some songs from this band. Can't wait :D

Quite some Zen

I got a new pot of cactus! (Y) And a new room, so the timing is just nice.

I could care less on why people tend to give me cacti for botanic gifts. Hopefully because they are small, cute, if you have an acquired liking for them, independent and admirably equipped with a decent means of self protection. I like them anyway, so yay still.

On shifting a timeline

Ahh at last.

Maybe I've gone past lamenting my miseries and that's a good thing. When I look at my perpetually playful little dog running around the dusty house I feel challenged. She can be happy, (forever trying to hone her ninja skill to sneak into the bedroom so I can cuddle her) so why can't I?

Thanks to these four years, and to the adorables. I'm really thankful that it happened. Content. I'm glad I could realize the value of something before it's actually over in this case. Frustrated. Well, the sudden low note took me by surprise and I'm still bitter about that. But it also added bits of extra gladness for I was not alone, after all.

On another note, my batch is already planning some outings and I'm really amused. Hee hee~ It'll be fun if this could mean a real blast and now I'm looking forward for my next therapy so I can recover faster and join in the fun. Missing this would be a major stab so yeah, I'm praying hard. The accident really sets my plans back, but still my girl-friends are currently trying to make time to visit and help me reorganize my newly renovated chamber. Oh yes, my house is being renovated and it's become more foreign than ever. On the other hand, I got a chance to redesign my room. There are two sides to everything, after all. The sides are not always even, but they are there. People will be people. Loud people will be loud people. Obnoxious ones will be obnoxious. Oh dear. Oh well.

I've already accepted that I kinda have multiple timelines. When one stops, frozen, the other resumes. What is new, other than the things you could invent by yourself. We just have to keep treasuring our time, whenever, wherever and whatever.

It's time, anyway

For a bunch of people with little sense of normality.

Guys, you are sexist. I've read some of your words over the years and your gratefulness is almost exclusive for your own kin. Fraternity, you are nailing a title of "the bachelors' den" quite finely. No complain, though. You are still adorable, each with his own quirks and a unique way to fulfil the YOLO philosophy.

Girls, I spent less time with you folks comparatively, partly because of the difference in numbers. Still, in an indirect way or another, you have taught me some precious life lessons and I thank you. Ambitious ladies, beautiful each in her own way, sail on and shine.

Sometimes I hope we could share more time together, go for more outings, take more photos, heck, we girls have never had a complete girls' outing, even. But on delusion and consolation, this batch would never truly be -us- had it gone another way. Best wishes and smiles on this last week, before we disperse like particles when the stopper is removed.

Signing off, kakak pertama.
(Ok, stahp. Any more cheese and BJ's lips will shrink)