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It's time I rebooted my system
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daniel ng, 14.10.94
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
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Taken by my sister in Italy, home of pasta and love. What could be a better combo.

What would it mean to be immature? Would it require oneself to be immature as well? How is the image of immaturity portrayed in this life? Lil' kids running around being spoilt, or rather grown up people sulking? It's a tedious task to be able to grasp the concept of this idea. There are too many contributions to its meaning.

Like the old hokkien saying goes "wa si boh long yong eh, dan kua le ai si liao loh". Though its not possible to type hokkien, I guess its meaning can still be understood based on the sound and enunciation of the words. It translates to "Yes, I am useless, but still, the sigh of you makes me want to die". Well thats sorta' the exact translation. How weird it is to believe that though some people are on the verge of losing they're entire life like they're future career and all that. They are still able to hold vengeful grudges against others. Will there ever be a world without hate? Or is it just not possible at all. Neither can a world without money exist. It's just like glasses without eyes, and a printer without ink.

As life begins to reveal more about itself to us more and more each day. Do we really take note of it all? Do we truly understand that we're being told something for a "greater purpose"? Being indignant doesn't help much either. Some times, reality just has to give us a tight slap in order to wake up from this dazedly state. Whether or not the slap might hurt, it's for our very own good I guess. If you were a light in a completely pitch dark room. Would it by any means be possible to be inconspicuous? Some people in this world, are like the complete opposite of that statement. In a room so bright, full of light bulbs and all, there would be one that would'nt be working. How long would it be able to remain hidden. How long can you hide behind that mask of yours. It might be a mask made out of metal, but what difference does it make? Your going to be revealed as the sham you are anyway, purporting things you never really did, making it all the more worse for yourself.

How am I to cope with the reality as life gets back on track and takes a detour from the holiday path. I don't think it would be a rather easy task for me to cope with the slow settling back of school-life. To be honest, i'm rather resentful with myself. Not achieving as much as I hoped to during the holidays. I really got to snap out of this wonderland that i'm in right now. I'm gonna' start my life anew, though it just needs some polishing, school shall be of my best interest in this struggle of social status. To be on top of the "food-chain". How would it feel like? Respect, honour, glory and whatever other perks that come with the position. Would it make much of a difference to the prey anyway? They'd rather just get eaten I guess. Draw nearer, but not to near.

Lets take it back to the holidays and see what we get. HARVEST, REAPING AND A HELL LOTTA' WORK COMING TO YOU THIS TERM. Get ready, its a promise. No more shitty empty talk, its real now.
I'm coming back with a goal
and nothing is gonna' stop me.