where thoughts materialise.

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

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Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Sometimes I force myself up late into hushed nights just so I waste time reading through nonsensical blogs that have little or no bearing to my life as a whole.

And in my mind, ideas for a blog entry get tossed around, remoulded and sculpted, twisted and paraphrased, and more often than not, it gets trashed into the gallows all together in the end.

I end up writing what was never in my mind.

I have always wanted to write a humourous entry, one that's easy reading and soothing to the eye and brain.

I try to be funny, but I can't.

I try to let the ideas flow but I think I lost my sense of humour somewhere along the alley a pretty long time ago.

I read Ellen Degeneres' books and wished I could make you guys laugh the way it made me smile. But I can't.

It's weird, this funny business of humour. I bet the process of producing something that tickles our funny bones isn't as easy the way it smoothly seeps into our consciousness and gets the happy hormones gushing through our bloodstream.

It's tough I must say! Like a clown in the circus ring making those children smile. Comedians take their job seriously. And I say that with a straight face, irony intended.

Feigned happiness, in my opinion.

And I got a feeling this post is turning into a pessimistic one, as most of my posts generally tend towards. Which might give you the misconception that I am one who is cynical and fatalistic.

I'm quite a happy person in fact. I know you find that hard to believe, but, trust me. In my mind, the world is beautiful. Blue skies, fluffy white clouds I could almost mistake as candy floss (now tell me, who in the hell sells white candy floss) , green grass I can sleep on, birds chirping relentlessly (surprisingly) without getting me irritated and all. And when no matter what life may present to me, I take it easy peasy. There's so much more to celebrate in life than to worry about.

Which is why I feel so irksome when I read people's blogs that seem to ooze negativity and much triviality in their lives.

Sometimes I force myself up late into hushed nights just so I waste time reading through these nonsensical blogs that have little or no bearing to my life as a whole.

And in my mind, ideas for a blog entry get tossed around, remoulded and sculpted, twisted and paraphrased, and more often than not, it gets trashed into the gallows all together in the end.

I end up writing what was never in my mind.

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This is purely an experimental post on cyclic writing. It was a less than satisfactory attempt.
And the irony of it all is that I do end up writing what I have in mind, well, more or less.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 12:11 AM

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