Do The Spider-Monkey
I reserve full and sole rights to one day create a dance called the Spider-Monkey. This will either be when a) disco gets reincarnated *snort* or b) straight white men are allowed to dance in public again. Anyway, it's definitely going to be something with wobbly arms, but I haven't figured out the details yet...
Why? Why on earth would I want to do this? Because. That's it. Just because. Just because classes have ended, the day was beautiful and I had an awesome day despite a late night of work.
The count down to the exam has officially started. My schedule is comparatively tame; I don't write first, I don't write last, I don’t write much. The only complaint to be had is that my papers aren't exactly spaced nicely. But, you can't have everything. Only a couple more weeks...
It's high time I write about something other than university. It's kind of hard, because I have been completely absorbed by it. I can’t say, do or think anything without university causing ripple through it. But this is what I have chosen to do for a few years and I have to live it out to the end. Anyway, here goes...
So, things have been... busy the last few months; I had stuff to do (how does that one work?). As a result my general correspondence has taken a bit of a dive. It's not just from my side, though. This had sparked some internal debate: what relationships are worth the trouble, should staying in touch necessarily be so much work yada yada yada. I did commit more to the... stuff... this year and sometimes a person has to be able to bare the grunt of the work for a while, especially if you know things are probably just as hectic with the other person. There was one thing that upset me a great deal, however. One of my friends, whom I hadn’t seen since school, returned to visit her home after living in the UK for almost two years. Despite the fact that we had plans to get together for a coffee or something, it never happened. I didn’t even know she was back in the country until she almost left again. I know and acknowledge that I don’t rank near the top of her list of best friends, but this just... sucked. I’ve tried to reason it away a bit but... nah, you know what, I have to sort this thing out with her first. It’s not something I’m particularly looking forward to, but it has to be done. It should have been done a while ago. Bleh.
Other than that my personal life has been good save for a few hiccups here and there. Things have been rather quiet, especially since I have moved back. I miss the convenience and quasi-independence I had when I lived in the Bos. I’m going to look for a new place to stay there for next year, but I won’t wager a bunch of money that I’ll find something. There’s always hope though.
I very recently came to the realization that I have entered the phase of my life where there are less right-wrong decisions and more decisions which merely determine your personality. I don’t like this, but it’s a part of the new life. I like it when things are clear-cut right or wrong or good or bad. Even though I believe that, fundamentally, solutions boil down to one of these sets of outcomes, it’s hard to see it most of the times. Although this revelation does not help me with the current choices I have to make, maybe it will bring me perspectives on other people’s decisions and help me to be more understanding of other people’s actions.
I currently have no concrete plans for my holiday. I put off day-dreaming about the holiday so I could focus on the stuff. It’s probably going to involve a bit of travel inland, but I want to spend more time at the beach this holiday. It’s a shame; I live so close to the coast but never go to the beach... I’d like to take the day-by-day approach to planning my holiday, but in my experience that causes a lot of time to be wasted. Meh, we’ll see; I still have some stuff to do.
21st! It’s in a little more than a couple of months. I have a few vague ideas, but again I haven’t put much though into it. It would seem that a lot of my holiday is going into planning. I just hope it isn’t too late to reserve a place or something – my bday is at a slightly awkward time for short to mid-term planning. But, again, we’ll see. I’ve had enough worries of late to let this thing bother me at the moment.
Anyway, there’s more, but I’m tired of typing now, so I’m throwing in the towel. Goodnight and enjoy your weekend!
Why? Why on earth would I want to do this? Because. That's it. Just because. Just because classes have ended, the day was beautiful and I had an awesome day despite a late night of work.
The count down to the exam has officially started. My schedule is comparatively tame; I don't write first, I don't write last, I don’t write much. The only complaint to be had is that my papers aren't exactly spaced nicely. But, you can't have everything. Only a couple more weeks...
It's high time I write about something other than university. It's kind of hard, because I have been completely absorbed by it. I can’t say, do or think anything without university causing ripple through it. But this is what I have chosen to do for a few years and I have to live it out to the end. Anyway, here goes...
So, things have been... busy the last few months; I had stuff to do (how does that one work?). As a result my general correspondence has taken a bit of a dive. It's not just from my side, though. This had sparked some internal debate: what relationships are worth the trouble, should staying in touch necessarily be so much work yada yada yada. I did commit more to the... stuff... this year and sometimes a person has to be able to bare the grunt of the work for a while, especially if you know things are probably just as hectic with the other person. There was one thing that upset me a great deal, however. One of my friends, whom I hadn’t seen since school, returned to visit her home after living in the UK for almost two years. Despite the fact that we had plans to get together for a coffee or something, it never happened. I didn’t even know she was back in the country until she almost left again. I know and acknowledge that I don’t rank near the top of her list of best friends, but this just... sucked. I’ve tried to reason it away a bit but... nah, you know what, I have to sort this thing out with her first. It’s not something I’m particularly looking forward to, but it has to be done. It should have been done a while ago. Bleh.
Other than that my personal life has been good save for a few hiccups here and there. Things have been rather quiet, especially since I have moved back. I miss the convenience and quasi-independence I had when I lived in the Bos. I’m going to look for a new place to stay there for next year, but I won’t wager a bunch of money that I’ll find something. There’s always hope though.
I very recently came to the realization that I have entered the phase of my life where there are less right-wrong decisions and more decisions which merely determine your personality. I don’t like this, but it’s a part of the new life. I like it when things are clear-cut right or wrong or good or bad. Even though I believe that, fundamentally, solutions boil down to one of these sets of outcomes, it’s hard to see it most of the times. Although this revelation does not help me with the current choices I have to make, maybe it will bring me perspectives on other people’s decisions and help me to be more understanding of other people’s actions.
I currently have no concrete plans for my holiday. I put off day-dreaming about the holiday so I could focus on the stuff. It’s probably going to involve a bit of travel inland, but I want to spend more time at the beach this holiday. It’s a shame; I live so close to the coast but never go to the beach... I’d like to take the day-by-day approach to planning my holiday, but in my experience that causes a lot of time to be wasted. Meh, we’ll see; I still have some stuff to do.
21st! It’s in a little more than a couple of months. I have a few vague ideas, but again I haven’t put much though into it. It would seem that a lot of my holiday is going into planning. I just hope it isn’t too late to reserve a place or something – my bday is at a slightly awkward time for short to mid-term planning. But, again, we’ll see. I’ve had enough worries of late to let this thing bother me at the moment.
Anyway, there’s more, but I’m tired of typing now, so I’m throwing in the towel. Goodnight and enjoy your weekend!
