What are we, Al Qaeda!?

The holidays are here, whoopee. The temporary reprieve, a toilet break on the five-hour roadtrip to Malacca, complete with fork&spoon signboard, the roadside shrines that conveniently materialise when it starts pouring and torrenting. Sorry for the bad habit of rambling. There weren't many chances to let my mind free to wander aimlessly during the past week. Every day whooshed past like a senseless, tangled helix of a hurricane- lessons!, friends!, soccer!, homework!, enthu!, laughs!, conversations!. All I did was to drift along with the flow of things. That's not necessarily a bad thing- I did have wowee fun being tossed around in the updrafts and downsurges of currents. It's just that there wasn't much time to lie back, watch the blue sky patterned with brown grilles, listen to Beth Orton's "Comfort of Strangers", KT Tunstall's "Paper Aeroplane" & the like, and just think. About (cliche alert ahem) the meaning of life; the value of friends; the blessings I find in my family; the foreign thing called love that has the majority of humans in a tizzy; and miscellaneous topics that happen to drift into my head ie. why I take a fervent interest in the American presidential election, yet don't give about a damn about the Malaysian one. It's these little bo liao things that make me miss the quiet, peaceful life of SCGS. Socrates once said "an unexamined life is not worth living" and I agree with that. I don't want to be an ignorant, self-unaware bamboon. Nope, that wouldn't be nice at all. So yeah, whoopee for the holidays.

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That should be long enough. Ahhhh, I have so many things to catch up on. Shion no Ou, Persona, Gintama, Hayate no Gotoku, Bamboo Blade, Clannad and I hope to start Honey & Clover (Ikuta Toma!) as well. But all I really want to do now is to snuggle up in bed, pillow on my lap, laptop on my pillow and watch a good film like Me You & Everyone We Know all over again. How I miss the days of yore. Till another time then, terra.