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Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

Not too long ago...

Psychobabble. Just to pique your interest.

Past Tense

resolutions? what resolutions?

Stamped: 9:41 pm

2009 is just a few days away.

"time flies, eh?"
i was thinking exactly the same thing this time round in 2007.

it scares me in a complicated, nonsensical sort of way because sometimes growing up and learning to become totally independent just seems impossibly hard. well, for me, that is. on the other hand, another part of me is longing to get out the house, find a job i love, travel the world, start a family, triumph in the face of adversity etc., in no particular order(except for the first one).

i have so many things i want to do. so much that i actually think one lifetime will never ever be enough. for something that has totally zero relevance to what i'm blogging about right now, i am very disappointed that i am not living in the future where humans can sustain themselves on mars and artificial intelligence is mankind's number 1 enemy. hehe. ahem, like i was saying: i have so so SO many things i want to do.

i cant think of anything right now, which is funny... hmmm.

i want to... urm, i want to...

hey! want another dose of irrelevance? i have lost track of what day of the week it is. stupid work. every day off for me is somehow automatically a sunday. my day off was on christmas, which was a thursday, which i thought was a sunday. yay~

oh.

i want to:
  1. learn how to cook.
  2. become a social activist, especially as an advocate for women's and children's rights.
  3. set up a foundation for finding the cure to wilson's disease.
  4. collect a not-so-big number of classic cars.
  5. understand why we do what we do. in other words, becoming a psychologist.
  6. see earth from the moon!
  7. learn how to play the electric guitar.
  8. go bungee jumping again.
  9. learn french.
  10. improve my tennis.
  11. make someone cry for all the right reasons... ohwait, i already did that to Seumas. LOL
  12. and of course, travel the world.
i know i've got lots more i want to do, but i really cant think of any more right now. it's always like that, isnt it? haha. of course, i'm not saying these are my new year resolutions. i personally dont think i need them. really, what's the use? i know i'm not going to achieve every single one of them.

learn french? hah.
become the next roger federer? i must be dreaming.
cooking like jamie oliver, or even my grandma? you're joking.

but i guess everything has to start somewhere and take time to build up. just like how it takes time to hone your typing skills. or how it takes years to finally save up enough money to be a space tourist. or... whatever, you get the point.

anyway, if i dont have the time to blog on new year's eve or even on new year's day(i'll be working, duh), i want to wish all you guys and girls:

A
Fantastic
New
Year




working on new year's eve? what the hell?

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