Since some times ago, I've been blogging, for other to read. And that's not fun. At all. And that explains why I started to blog less. Solely because I can't find a topic or a post that I think can attract readers -- which I don't know why I should.
So again, this post is for me to remember how far I have reached in my life. For me to redefine who I am. For me to identify what's next.
Maybe you might be interested to read it. If no, sorry then. =P
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Life have been pretty dull ever since I completed my pre-u course. Oh, I used the word "completed" -- I have been dreaming to say this word out from the first day I stepped into my college. Everybody, repeat after me :
I HAVE COMPLETED AUSMAT!
Again!
I HAVE COMPLETED THE GODDAMN AUSMAT! FUCK IT!
Now that's what I would say, sincerely. Haha! My roommates always mocked me for my vocabs. And he sees me as a person that can't complete a sentence with a missing swearing. Haha, that's something cool though. At least I'm memorable for him -- in a swearing way.
Oh ya, speaking of swears, I noticed that I did that less these days. Have been polished to be someone more polite -- which I rather reckon that as someone more depressed -- since sem 3 of my course started. Not fierce anymore. Shit.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Motherfucker. Fuck.
Okay, I feel better now. The Anderson is still alive. Not some random nerd.
Have a tremendous cut down on my clubbing frequency -- to a minimal I would say -- these days. Even now I'm in the holiday, I don't feel clubbing. Have I become a better kid?
Naw. Fuck you! I'm so poor recently. That's the main reason. Haha. Gotcha!
I am cute. I know.
Sigh, I have totally nothing to do for this long -- but too short for any short courses, holiday. So, instead of taking up English class that I was intended before SACE exam, I have just signed up for gym lessons. Love the new gym facilities. Way better than gym in my college previously -- at least this one open every day, which I don't have to do booking to use it. Still the same instructors, same musics, lousy. I never bother to enjoy the music they are playing even before they moved to this new location -- all songs are from heavily rocked bands, which make Linkin Park's songs sounded like Jonas Brother. But nevertheless, I could kill my evening there everyday -- in case I don't have any date, which I usually did.
Speaking of dates, I have a strong feeling to go back to my primary schools and secondary schools, to visit my teachers and the once loathed canteens. I wonder is me getting older or just I am solely a good student, I miss them. A lots. And it feels good to listen to the teachers that always said to me that I have grow taller and better looking -- which I am pretty sure that they are being so modest and deserved a compliment. Haha, this is my blog. I am free to say whatever I want. No objection. Blekz.
Sometimes I wondered, what if I didn't listen to my teachers, and insisted to leave Ausmat? The contract Astro offered is just for the first 2 season -- for your information, I passed the audition and being offered a job to be the host for the kids game show, for 2 seasons ( half a year) -- and what would I been doing since then? Rating was so low that my show were being cut down even before the 2 seasons ended? Or I will continue with what I'm doing then, probably with more jobs opportunities? It has always been my dream to be a news reporter, and a TV show host could do no harm for me to pursue the dream. But joining Ausmat, that would have to say that: No luck this life. Next life. Regardless of the bond with my sponsor, I am way too old when I finished my course-- and I'm talking about the degree course. 24 years old. Fucking 24. That would means 30 years old in TV years (I know, I copied from House Bunny). No chance.
Now it's still too early to say if I ever regretted my choice.
Or, I think there's no way I could ever say that. There's no comparison to be made of. I live only once. And that means that every single choice of mine should be the best for me.
Shit. My post have been so moody towards the end. I hate that. Shit.
Let's see...oh, there's something pleasant to be said: I am using my laptop in my home, which means I can avoid the fight with my sister to use the desktop. Also, laptop is way more silence than desktop, and that allows me to download movies overnight! Yeah!
And I had watch Inglorious Basterds. And I feel so sexy to talk in French. Okay...I don't speak French, but I feel sexy to listen to them talking in some language that I can't understand -- with cigarettes in their hands. French with cigarettes. It's like Chinese with chopsticks, or Malay with hands, or Indian with roti canai. Simple cannot be separated.
Merci.