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interface II

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

the best things..

you know you miss my older entries

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awesome is she

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

I am not easily excitable. And I attribute this numbness of emotions primarily to much that I've seen and stumbled falls over these years. And before I lose my grasp and turn this entry into one of lamentation, which is absolutely abhor, I will stand back and let the dust settle before moving on.

Things still do excite me though, but they a few and far between. And things that do really excite me now, must be something with an x-factor. The bar has been risen to a level I am afraid many people have come to realize, is pretty hard to keep up with.

And it is probably a mechanism, or a system I've formulated for myself to only want the best things in life, to scoop the creme de la creme. Which cannot be too good a thing is it? I find myself not being able to tolerate things that are barely mediocre, and it seems like I am turning myself into someone I do not want to be.

But at the end of the day, I do sit down by my desk and as the orange sun sets after a weary day, I still love people I love very much. And they were never once the excitables I consider now.

I am once again grounded and though I know my heart and my mind has itself a criteria to qualify an excitable, I can, always, choose not to listen.

Jean Sibelius' Symphony No 6 for orchestra in D minor, Opus 104 - The mastermind behind this post.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 9:30 AM

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