Thursday, April 22, 2010
Redundant, I would say
The only person/company/people who mails me is the National Library Board. Always, always when I borrow a book, I never seem to finish it. I get past the initial introductions, the build-up and all, but I wouldn't ever reach the climax or the twist. Blame it on reading fatigue, I would say. Too short a concentration span?
Then I'll get fined, like a punishment for reading the book too slowly. Sometimes I'll just picture this old, fat lady holding a cane screaming "There, there, now you owe me $0.60 cus you couldn't finish the book on time! Let's see if this would happen again with your next book!"
And it always happens. I always end up paying over $5 for each book. I'd be better off buying some 2nd handed books from Bras Basah, at least they're 2nd handed. Library books are well, 3492934th handed. Right, it's seriously just my own fault that I take really long to finish a book, if I ever manage to, but can't blame me alright.
I tried doing some self-studying on Spanish. Being the cheapskate that I am, I borrowed the books from the library instead of just forking out a small sum to purchase one of 'em books. So within 4 weeks, all I could manage was just pronunciation of a couple of consonants and vowels and like say, 10 words? My cheapskate alter-ego then returned the books, waited for the librarypeople (or librarians. I hate that word reasons unknown) to sort em out, put em back on the shelves, and borrow it again a few days later. Apparently this didn't work out that well la hor, and eventually I put my español lessons on an indefinite hiatus.
I always have a number of books on hand that I would want to read, but I've never wanted to start on any one of them simply cus I know I wouldn't be able to finish any one, and that would seriously spoil the books. Spoil as in, 破坏形象. My angmoh cui, cannot think of a word to sub that.
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Read through my blogposts all the way from 06 till today's. I've changed a lot, I dare say. I was this fucking whiner who used to whine all day long about homework, not having enough time and money. (after typing this out, I realised I still am. it has been a poor 4 years. poor thing harris.)
But I have changed alot la hor. Some posts made me laugh, some made me go sad all over again. Some simply, (serious) made me point a big middle finger at myself. The stupid things I used to do, say, and all. Some things just don't change, but seriously some of these needs to change ASAP.
It's nice having an avenue to deposit memories, be it a blog, diary, or in some cases a box full of random stuffs from the past (don't know if people actually do this. But it's a cliche in tv dramas ainnit?) for us to look back. We may have forgotten all these stuffs, but in these places, memories don't get erased. Unless there's a datawipe off blogspot/wordpress/livejournal but whatever la, I think I spoke too much.
And to think back, that was the stupidest 1month spent.
Made me broke,
made me mindfucked,
made me a fool.
I'm on a week's MC this whole week, thus the free time. Hurt my foot, and in exchange I got this long break. Naise. But seriously, it hurt.
