Category Archives: Personal

Picking Up The Pieces

I bought a replacement stylus for the mobile today. However from the past week’s experience it seems that I am rather adept at operating it using only my fingertips. Still, despite my veritable skill at Graffiti (I love that Microsoft preserved this method in Windows Mobile despite Palm themselves replacing it with the comparably inelegant [...]

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She’s My Hero

There is nary a person as brave as Grace Wang.

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Aquarium Anew

So the sight of the empty tank lying fallow finally got to me, after all these months. I decided to introduce some life, once again, into my room.
The new Genesis took fifteen minutes, most of which were spent requisitioning fish from the pond. I even have a token tadpole. They’re fairly happy with their new [...]

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Incursion

The man from the country has not expected such difficulties: the law should always be accessible for everyone, he thinks, but as he now looks more closely at the gatekeeper in his fur coat, at his large pointed nose and his long, thin, black Tartar’s beard, he decides that it would be better to wait [...]

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More Than Just Mood Swings

It’s one thing when a pill you take makes you feel drowsy; it’s a whole new cathedral of bullshit when the pharmaceutical in question suddenly and potently induces lethargy just at the moment you resolve to start on work.
Why thank you very much, Fedac. Should I want to subject myself again to ‘disturbed coordination’ in [...]

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Even My Poems Are Trite Now

I suppose it is telling just how enriching school life is when our clique’s fortnightly jaunt to the movies has degenerated into just one quick flick (Charlie Wilson’s War today - quite liked it), and then a hasty exchange of au revoirs after a brief post-movie conference that quite discourteously obstructs the escalator. These enervated [...]

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Disquietude

I so desperately need to get out and shoot some photos. Having to circumnavigate the mountain of school-related work by sacrificing sleep and relinquishing time spent on hobbies is, as Patrick would dub a certain teacher’s lessons, emasculating. As if I had much masculinity to lose anyway, ha, ha.
I want to exercise neurological pathways not [...]

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