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Wednesday, November 30, 2005 @ 10:25 AM
1/2 holiday

a month off the holidays and i'm behaving like they're going to stretch for eternity. A's? What A's? the only A's that i know of are those which fill up my bowl of breakfast cereal. (first, i'm referring to the alphabets cereal. second, i realise i don't eat cereal). despite the endless reality checks from my parents who check on reality themselves daily, i'm still in a world of my own, a dimension created based on my demands and desires. sadly at an age where you're confined within 4 walls and a ceiling 5 days a week with 6 subjects to content yourself with, you'd only wish you had 7 days of the week off. also, when you're 17, the most complex of matters that you'll encounter are either that of a math problem on an assessment paper or what dish to order at the veg rice stall. ok, make that when you're 17 and have Li ZhengRong Eric on your birth certificate. still, you cant rule out choosing a dish for your meal as a complex matter.

17.5 years old and still a virgin, i still do not give a damn what i'm gonna do in the future. while there are some who have already thought of what to ink on their will, i'm still in th stage of dilemna. to study or to play. simple? i doubt so. to this day, i'm unable to strike a balance btw the two, and despite the obvious cons and pros of the two, the heart cant tell the mind what to do. logical reasoning simply plays out sinful desires. simply put, darkness prevails and so does my undying love for anime.

on a different note, i went to get my hair cut yesterday. all for the purpose of taking a passport photo, which ultimately brings forth the reason for reasons: to update the photo on my passport. will be travelling in about 2 week's time to a distant continent altogether (well, the last i remembered, australia is indeed a continent). for fear that they'll not be able to recognise the young, innocent, vibrant me when i was in primary5, i'm left with no choice but to replace it with a more updated one. though honestly speaking, i'd rather keep the old one, for memory's sake. guess the custom check officers have no regard for sentimental value of personal belongings. anyhow, as i was getting my haircut in some barber shop at roxy square, i felt the need to include some opinions of mine as to how i wanted my hair to be cut. despite my years of inexperience, my gut was all i needed to hear( or feel actually) from. i wanted a part of my hair to be thinned more, as i thought that it'll be better that way. it was then that i remembered what a friend of mine had said. well, in this case, to ask a barber to cut your hair this way was like asking a chef if you could add cherries to his gourmet, cos' you thought it'll add flavour. sadly, just like chefs don't like people putting cherries in their concocted dishes, barbers likewise dislike having people having some input on how their hair should be cut.

in the end? i guess it turned out fine for me. after so many years of showing indifference ot your hairstyle, you get numb to other people's opinions.

just for your information, the only reason i've decided to blog after my hiatus was becos' i thought it's time to take my blog out of ICU. the hospital food is a killer. (haha, doubt anyone gets what i'm saying here)