My wonderful blog readers, whom I have no intention to stalk by switching to Wordpress, installing a live traffic update thingy, blog counter et cetera, will now be privy to my list of conquests (of books la!)
Meanwhile, Generation Y has been very uh, intellectually inspiring. :) Whether or not you know all about Cuba, famously the backdoor of the US of A, get your ass to
http://www.desdecuba.com/generationy/.
There we go. Cuba, as seen in the eyes of the working class. The political concepts are still in limbo, but the emotional reactions give a face to the social and political situations.
What do you think of a guy who sports a Che Guevara tee/sling bag? How about a couple of JSS students going to Vietnam, and at least one came back with a yellow star on a red cap? Bluetooth technology at the forefront of a brand new revolution? Did you ever have to use dish soap to wash your hair?
Decades of political drought leading to an intense thirst for change. Enough is enough, repression has a limit and c'mon, they're sick of the same old shit that happens everyday.
Yup, that's Generacion Y summed up in a few sentences.
It's time for a good doughnut.
Yes this is how I've been spending my holidays. Intellectual pursuits, putting off chores, lots of catching up, celebrating, assisting, minimal job-hunting, reading, attempting to exercise, eating, thinking of urgent needs and wants, going to church, feeling guilty, watching lots of Desperate Housewives, going for family/school obligations, being introspective, grasping with concepts (be they grandiose or uncommon common sense), a couple of surprises here and there (including one this morning), birthdays and a list of things to do.
Wonder how people can turn up in school for school-related events every other day. Doesn't it tire you out? Maybe nobody likes to stare at an empty calendar. Your physical lives are so darn busy. Come to think of it, I've been occupying myself emotionally and mentally a lot, even though my calendar has a mark on it almost every day.
I still cannot figure out what makes a holiday.
I suppose its the Singaporean way of life. You just can't do nothing. Everyday stress over head-exploding immobility and boredom. Is it so? I'm sure there is much to do just sitting around. You just need to find it. Well, after robbing 10 years worth of holidays from me, this is my breather. Much needed therapy, just to slow down and find myself.
I need to start writing more seriously again. Catch up on vocab, put writing styles through trial and error, and go with the flow.
Ugh. I sound... blah. Half-washed blog entry.
Or perhaps that's just how life works. Like it or not, when I write a post like that, it's still undoubtedly a document of development in a greater sphere. Popping one bubble after another on the inside. Oh well, every dog has it's day.
Arf!
