I'm thinking alot lately. Someone please tell me that i'm thinking too much. Too few people are telling that to me.It's no good. Have i ever told you that my thoughts have put me closer to death more times than that ambulance trip? I would occassionally be so deep in thoughts while walking that i would walk into traffic, literally. Not that i wanna, but it happens sometimes. Plus the road that this always happens have cars coming from the human blindspot, so i kind of miss out that the road is a road. Good thing i'm taking the buses more often now.



I met up with a rather fond friend recently. Meeting up with my friend was good, managed to set aside some thoughts and introduced another set of thoughts. Yes, i think too much. But one particular stream of thought does linger. My friend asked of me a seemingly innocous question, "What do you do on weekends." Many people have asked me that, but this time, the question kind of made me start ticking.



My lil cousin would always complain to me that she would gladly exchange her student role with me. That i do the studying and she work. Ask any of my other friends and they would say studying is so much more carefree. In school, i had well-defined goals, eg. complete assignment before deadline (or ask for extensions), pass exams etc. But now that there are no more assignments or exams, there are suddenly no goals defined anymore. When i say i have grown from aimless to ambitious and that i'm now clueless, i hadn't know it would be so apposite..



So what do i really do these days? A month of working and i have mired myself deeply with voluntary overtime work. I'm like an ostrich burying my head into the sand, but sadly, not seeing what's happening around me* doesn't change anything. My weekdays is as mentioned before by another, "no life". Weekends i'll try to get girl to go out with me. If girl doesn't go out with me, which sadly is usually the case, i'll play some magic draft. I know there'll be those that call my weekends "no life" too :(



But the trick is to ask what determines as living life? While it seems right to say that staying alive is not living life, it may not neccessarily be the case. Who is to say that simply staying alive is not living life. What of hermits that live out their lifes in mountains and valleys. Dam, i was gonna elaborate more, but i'm two hours past my bed time. (Please note that the 'posted on' time you see is the time i started writing not the time i clicked the publish button. Blogger.com is a little not so dynamic.) ZZZzzzzz



* Um... things which i have not mentioned in this blog... i think... i think too much.