Borders got sale. Veh happy. Buy books until credit card nua. Bo lui liao. cham.
Working many hours at costa, next friday wu lui. yay.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Uninspiring, at best.
I have absolutely no inspiration to write anything, but i thought I'd just have a go at writing rubbish, as I would have duely proven to be greatly successful in.
I realised that a fair deal of people greet each other with a colloquail "R u alRght?" in a thick northern accent. In order to respond fittingly to that, I shall, from tommorow onwards, reply with a, "I am very fine, thank you , and How do you do?" . Proper, and befitting, of a U class member.
I shall endeavour to call my home a house, and my mirror, a looking glass. My spectacles, are already called spectacles and I absolutely abhore political correctness.
I shall also endeavour to drop my strange northern accent of which, I do not notice.. which only Mike has noticed thus far.
Thats all I shall venture.. There are loads at the back of my mind...
1) Reading The Alchemist, by Paul Coelho, is probably the best thing that ever happened to me in the past 6 months (other then getting drunk twice in 3 days, caving excessively, and picking up the "can't be arsed" mentality). I probably never contemplated this much, yet.. at the same time, never allowed myself to think so little. Ah.. its all confusing right now.
2) All the King's Men on UKtv History, was rather brilliant, though a little inaccurate at some points, but nevertheless, BBC always does wonders in producing historical films. It made me once again realise why I am an anglophile. This country is indeed a great country (if not for the likes of Tony Blair's second term, and people like Gordon Brown.) .
3) Life in general.. is painfully lucid at this moment. Probably linked to point number 1. The Alchemist, is really fucking with my brain, and I can't believe I actually read half the book either tipsy, or very sleepy. : (
4) Being afraid of Losing (wot!?). Again, linked to point Number 1. Read The Alchemist, and you will understand. That book is evil.
I realised that a fair deal of people greet each other with a colloquail "R u alRght?" in a thick northern accent. In order to respond fittingly to that, I shall, from tommorow onwards, reply with a, "I am very fine, thank you , and How do you do?" . Proper, and befitting, of a U class member.
I shall endeavour to call my home a house, and my mirror, a looking glass. My spectacles, are already called spectacles and I absolutely abhore political correctness.
I shall also endeavour to drop my strange northern accent of which, I do not notice.. which only Mike has noticed thus far.
Thats all I shall venture.. There are loads at the back of my mind...
1) Reading The Alchemist, by Paul Coelho, is probably the best thing that ever happened to me in the past 6 months (other then getting drunk twice in 3 days, caving excessively, and picking up the "can't be arsed" mentality). I probably never contemplated this much, yet.. at the same time, never allowed myself to think so little. Ah.. its all confusing right now.
2) All the King's Men on UKtv History, was rather brilliant, though a little inaccurate at some points, but nevertheless, BBC always does wonders in producing historical films. It made me once again realise why I am an anglophile. This country is indeed a great country (if not for the likes of Tony Blair's second term, and people like Gordon Brown.) .
3) Life in general.. is painfully lucid at this moment. Probably linked to point number 1. The Alchemist, is really fucking with my brain, and I can't believe I actually read half the book either tipsy, or very sleepy. : (
4) Being afraid of Losing (wot!?). Again, linked to point Number 1. Read The Alchemist, and you will understand. That book is evil.
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