Life at home
So, now I'm back at home, shaking leg and doing nothing. Being one year in Vancouver hasn't changed things much, most apparent one would be the increased disdain for the irresponsible and reckless drivers on the road. Home is still home. The decay is still there. Sometimes depressing, but what can I do. Sometimes you have to admit that some things are hopeless, and only God can help it, not that I'm having that much faith right now.
The root of laziness and inactivity is firmly planted in me. Gaming and idling is all I'm doing now. Struggling is futile as it was I who has allowed that infirmity to grow on me. Soon they will envelop me and in a flash of an eye the summer would be gone and I'd have done nothing and I'd regret it like at the end of any other holidays. Let's hope that would not happen.
This morning I woke up at about 10 a.m., having watched Lord of the Rings 1 until late at night. Terry sms-ed me about playing badminton in the morning. But the day was so hot and I was just trying to clean the house a bit (always trying to justify myself). So I thought to myself, screw that. And another opportunity slipped past me. Do I dare to stir the universe? Do I dare to break free of my fears and excessive anxieties?
Well I will put that aside for a while. Spoil not the anticipation for the Genting trip, however it might turn out to be. Let's plan after that.
Anyway, food is good at home. The best food is home-cooked food, cooked with love and your health in mind, and cheaper than eating out. I wish I could cook like mom. That'd be impressive. But (sigh) can I do it? Is this just one of the plans, that, after lengthy deliberation, would fade into nothing because of detrimental addiction and inertia? Well I'll be damned if I let it happen again. Or will it? Who knows? Anything can happen.
Hmmm, another gloomy post eh? How I wish I have pictures - like other people hanging out with their friends, eating expensive food, wandering aimlessly, doing camwhoring of the baddest taste, but fun? - to post. But I'm sorry, I have nothing of that sort to offer. And now you'll have to excuse me, I have .. mundane things to attend to.
p/s: Anyway, I have a cellphone number now. Ask hx or Terry or Xuan for it. It's too risky to post it here.
The root of laziness and inactivity is firmly planted in me. Gaming and idling is all I'm doing now. Struggling is futile as it was I who has allowed that infirmity to grow on me. Soon they will envelop me and in a flash of an eye the summer would be gone and I'd have done nothing and I'd regret it like at the end of any other holidays. Let's hope that would not happen.
This morning I woke up at about 10 a.m., having watched Lord of the Rings 1 until late at night. Terry sms-ed me about playing badminton in the morning. But the day was so hot and I was just trying to clean the house a bit (always trying to justify myself). So I thought to myself, screw that. And another opportunity slipped past me. Do I dare to stir the universe? Do I dare to break free of my fears and excessive anxieties?
Well I will put that aside for a while. Spoil not the anticipation for the Genting trip, however it might turn out to be. Let's plan after that.
Anyway, food is good at home. The best food is home-cooked food, cooked with love and your health in mind, and cheaper than eating out. I wish I could cook like mom. That'd be impressive. But (sigh) can I do it? Is this just one of the plans, that, after lengthy deliberation, would fade into nothing because of detrimental addiction and inertia? Well I'll be damned if I let it happen again. Or will it? Who knows? Anything can happen.
Hmmm, another gloomy post eh? How I wish I have pictures - like other people hanging out with their friends, eating expensive food, wandering aimlessly, doing camwhoring of the baddest taste, but fun? - to post. But I'm sorry, I have nothing of that sort to offer. And now you'll have to excuse me, I have .. mundane things to attend to.
p/s: Anyway, I have a cellphone number now. Ask hx or Terry or Xuan for it. It's too risky to post it here.