Saturday, April 01, 2006

living in a box

living in a box

people all around you
life's is all about the people all around you

and the people around me are the people who make me who i am

those i've known from before..those living in the present with me..those i'll meet tmr and the next day

i've written a lot of things in this blog. some things dont make sense. some turn out sounding really mean. and some written out of anger and frustration. but all of them came from me.

all of them were influenced by all the people around me.

i guess i could never have kept this as a daily diary...jotting down every single mundane thing that i only found interesting because it happened to me. i'm sure we've all read and heckled the "interesting" lives of these serial bloggers whose quantity matters much..much..much more than quality. i guess despite my insistance of not wanting to let anybody in...the way i've written this blog has allowed most of you who read...or read(past tense...seeing how i havent been writing) this thing to get close enough to me without getting too comfortable.

i guess i'm tired ...too tired to rant anymore ...too tired to say things that i feel is right at that particular pt of time....becos when you finally come back to it..you realise how unnecessary some things are.

and tonight...i mean...this morning...on this morning that i'm writing all this...i feel like i've reached a juncture in life where things are just poised for action...all i want to do is pull the trigger and get the race started but i guess patience is the prudent choice. bmt is over...i'm now at nee soon camp goin thru a 10 week combat medic course...my girlfriend is gonna fly off to a country in the gulf...getting a chance to live her dream and at the same time giving us or rather forcing upon us an opportunity to test our relationship. i'm missing a lot of friends, gaining a few more along the way...and i'm getting to know a lil more abt myself as i go thru the interesting, regimental and sometimes seemingly pointless rituals of national service. i appreciate home more but i still cant force myself to stay home too long on the weekends. and i miss writing stuff here...like i used to. although i doubt i can ever go back to writing like i did...cos i've learnt that saying exactly what is on your mind is actually only a process of neutralizing common sense for that extended period.

so there....this is what i've been up to these past few months. thanks for dropping by.