The Dysfunctional Pilgrim

Yes, so my opinion doesn't quite matter. I can still say it anyway. You really shouldn't expect the German team to "go easy" on Brazil. It's a competition, an international, world-renown competition that every footballer dreams of winning, mind you. So what if they're 5 goals in, there's no reason for them to stop (though of course you feel the pain of the home team and fans).  If you're there in a competition, representing your country, you had better play to win, and win amazingly, no matter how high (or low) the score is. I think so anyway. Because going easy on your opponent can change everything for the worse. So all those stupid comments on how "nazi" the Germans were, or that they still have "nazi" blood in their veins - not good, not good at all. Don't do that.  Apart from that, I think it was funny how annoyed German goalkeeper Neuer was about letting that one Brazilian goal in. It's nice to see other...

...hoo i'm back. i'm in a good mood, because i am...on hol. hurrah. let's see if i can move myself to write things.

I can feel it, that desperation when you realise every part of you is beeping, screaming "low battery!!" and you still have so much more to work on. Scratch desperation, this is panic. Contained panic, that will eventually leak out like a poisonous radiation gas and vaporize everything. I'm getting close to actually believing that I can't do this anymore. I'm not even sure what "this" is. I'm sure I had some sort of clear idea of what all this was perhaps 2 weeks ago? This is...me redoing people's work. This is...me trying to juggle too many things. This is...me making the sacrifice play. Fixing others' messes. Compensating. This is... What was all this?

This blog could easily be a rant blog, if I permit it. There's so, so SO many things to rant about in life. If you're a natural pessimist like me, it's instinctive. I can write 5 essays a day about how the realities of the world want to bring me down. Or how chocolate eclairs are absolutely gorgeous (yes, positive rants are also possible) Or why, why WHY is the grass so green. SERIOUSLY. But if I do that in my blog here, well just look at this entire entry. It's going to be one big fat mess. Life is already a mess, I rather have my blog in a little bit neater. So sometimes I let it rip on twitter. Or in a vague, random post on facebook.  Sometimes, I don't want to hurt anyone, so I'll just type out the rant and delete it. Sometimes, I don't want to remember the moment at all, so I just refuse to write it anywhere. Words will only etch the moment clearer in my brain, and what's the point of that? But life, for now, has great moments, but it ...

i no longer have any afternoons free. i want to be a polar bear...or some hibernating creature. "when the going gets tough, the tough...hibernate."

Class: Mon-Sat Night meetings: Mon-Fri (8-late ...) Afternoons free: Two (Fri, Sun) What have I done. p/s: Free time to blog: next to none.

Apologies for the above pun. Anyway. New year's resolutions should obviously, be made on New Year's Day itself, or at least during the first week. Naturally, I only start writing about it now as a vague attempt to add more entries to this semi-living blog. I don't think it's absolutely necessary to have a resolution, and I'm certainly not going to reveal all my resolutions here but I thought there's one I'd like to share, to perhaps spark the same idea to...whoever is reading this. I'm thinking about donating my hair. I'm not shaving my head, don't have the guts for it, but I think I will start to leave my hair long so that I can eventually cut it off and donate it. To whom? To organisations that make wigs for cancer patients.This was an idea I had for long while now but I never followed through with it. My hair usually reaches shoulder-length maximum before I get a trim, or cut it short. But lately, I've been getting endless commen...

Short version: Not dead. "You've been busy, haven't you? Quite the busy little bee.." mhm. hence the lack of updates. sorry. If you've been following me all this while, I congratulate you. Hopefully this return will bring about something familiar but with a quality of surprise! I'm certainly endeavouring to, with the new year and all. Yes I've just been using a ton of Sherlock quotes. Sorry not sorry.  Hurrah, me is back. Gimme cookie.