Random jot

I’m..finding myself in the centre of..nothingness. Suddenly I had this feeling creeping up onto me that what I’m currently doing is - pointless.

Sure, I had fun playing Maple till 4.30 am yesterday, PQing [PQ = Party Quest] with two others and Jon about 20 times I’d like to think. Virtually socially (if these dual adverbs are permitted), it’s fun. I meet new people, I observe them. Their behaviour, characteristics.

For the past 25 days of November, I think I haven’t been doing anything fruitful, anything I considered absolutely fun. Maybe except for that cycling expedition which could have been better if only I didn’t lose my stamina that much till I can barely lift a plate. The Incredibles preview at KLCC was fun, because I got to go to KL at night, and sat on the last train home. (I’m beginning to sound like Christopher Boone in Jon’s bro’s novel, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time.)

Although I reeled in horror when my parents pushed me into joining the Add Maths class, suddenly I felt that wasn’t too bad. At least I have something that occupies my freaking time.

Sometimes I wish it’s already January 3rd 2005. ‘Cause school is so fun, even though it means studying (heck, I used to love studying new stuffs this year, when we learn about new subjects, till projects like u8generation.com occupies my time too much). It means meeting with my friends again, whom most are working currently.

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I think I’m beginning to sound..dreary with this post. Depressed even, I’m not too sure what to think.

Come to think of it, I’ve stopped writing in my diary ‘cause I was too lazy to repeat what I’ve typed up here in my blog, although my diary contains different things, definitely – more personal. I’ve kept a diary since 2002 I believe, it’s almost like a religion to me – to jot down things before I go to sleep every single night.

I thought last time it’ll be interesting to have a diary, so I’ll be filled with nostalgia when I read about my teenage life 30-40 years later on. Yeah, I think I was inspired by Anne Frank’s diary, the girl who hid at the Secret Annexe (or something similar) and she got killed by the Nazis. Her diary is currently used as a historical document - even as a literature component in other countries.

Yeah, so I thought that maybe someone might have my diary for something good in the future. So that.. I dunno, maybe social scientists or psychologists might find ‘em useful, what goes through my crazed inbalanced years past.

I’m feeling much, much uplifted as I type now. =) I’ve no idea what the heck I’m gonna do till end of December. I wanna plan something fun, but there’s no one who’s free enough to go with. Like cycling. I love cycling to death – but not to the point of going for those crazy cycles at rocky mountains etc.

Siew Keat mentions about going for cycling at Bukit Dam after his SPM, and he asked me about it as well, so I’m kinda looking forward to that too. :D

And that Kuala Selangor trip on Dec 1. 15 people squeezing in one dorm! (it’s not even a chalet) I think it’s gonna be fun =P despite it being an “educational” trip - heck, I don’t think I’m really gonna bring my Bio books there ~_~

And dekz, don’t give up on Maple! Come on, all of us died plenty of times at your level, and Maple is challenging – and I like challenges :D Not many people has gone beyond level 40 you know..I’ll get you a set of thief equipments to help you get started, mmkay? Message me on MSN or in the game about it :D

Earlier on, I revised my Add Maths (quadratic function) with the help of my good online buddy, Shaun (aka rhodry). As he couldn’t explain to me without drawing something and as he doesn’t have Windows XP and thus does not have Whiteboard in MSN, Artpad struck me suddenly. You guys can take a look at the two things he had done XD:

http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?i7qpk412xh34

http://artpad.art.com/gallery/?i7qroq1fxopw

Clem, signing out, gonna resume my Maple webbie project.