Yay new blog!!!

Dear Blog-ry,

Today is my first time getting to know you and fill you with my innermost thoughts and discourses, so before we get on with the sexy-sexy, I shall start off with being formal and less of a creep -- how are you? I have to compliment you on being one fine looking piece of code today, so let's get on with the blogging.

A blog holds many reasons to us, dear or otherwise. It's a place we can vent our frustrations in the relatively (false) anonymity of the interwebs, where we can expound on our obviously superior knowledge (to like, ya know, people who care), or we can type in upper-lower case just cause it's so cool. HaHaZzzz, iM So FaRNeE SioLLL!!! Or we can just use this online code to kill some time... And that's what I'm doing dear blog-ry, I'm gonna need some time with you to kill off precious productive time.

Definitely I've had a blog before. What? Stop glaring at me like that blog-ry, no reason to get jealous now. But as I was just looking through things written in the past, it's funny. Hypothetically, people looking back on the past should see how much they've matured and how they may have been fools in the past, but there is just this bittersweet nostalgia that lingers, and furthermore 2 years away from education must have really lowered my bombastic-languageness by quite alot. I have changed, I have learnt definitely, but from 2 years back till now I'm still made of the same mettle, the same base and I don't know if that's good or bad. I look around me and so many people have changed and grown, but at least from what I can tell about those closest to me, they're made of the same base from back then as well, just that we've never noticed these things about each other. Back then I had such a shock when fly-boy signed on, when Kerpal chose to become a doctor, when Casanova went to NYU (I love the code-names), but now that I think about it, it was bound to happen. And that's what I love about my friends, through thick and thin through time and tide, we may change but never too much, and we can always tune to the same wavelength. BFFs 4eva!!! (gag*puke*)

Dear, blog-ry, it's an emotional time for me now that I'm going through, and I could so use a shoulder but online code has no shoulders. So oh well I'm just going to have to spam more of your delicious code! I was just thinking in the shower... somehow (don't ask me how my thoughts formed, I can't rmb them myself), we always hear 'I'm a lover not a fighter', but will anyone (who is not a pirate, bruce lee, chuck norris, or batman) openly declare 'I'm a fighter, not a lover'? In this day and age where we hold violence in disdain, is there still any relevance held in this phrase? (pfft! societal hypocrites!! violence is 'not the answer' but violent shows have such high ratings? Be truthful and say 'I love violence' already!!!). This makes me think that it's due time the phrase is in for a modern re-definition (where subsequently we'll use induction to prove it //i hate studying math//).

What I think is that, a lover refers to one who works for the passion. Think of the lover and besides images of parisians, native-french speakers and lovey-dovey sickeningly-sweet couples, what else comes to mind? The artist, the poet, the musician, bohemian chic; these are the personifications of the word 'lover', at least to me. To me, a lover is one who works for passion, who holds no love and tolerance for being handed drudgery from 'the institution' and goes where feelings dictate. Da Vinci comes to mind, all the great thoughts churned up through his passions for life and understanding, not through government grants and a career in research. Fun to be him/her no?

And the fighter brings to mind, besides images of chuck norris, bruce lee, batman, blackbeard, dragonball etc. Politicians, lawyers, CEOs, the fighting that happened in 'the social network' (awesome movie <3<3<3). Fighting is about, self-discipline, duty, ambition, the human ability to perform under duress, and the 'fight' is where great things are achieved in history. Inspiring no?

Taking these definitions, are you more inclined to say you're a lover or fighter? I think there's a fair chance that more people will choose the latter now, however, when it comes down to it, there is no 100% lover or fighter in most people. If you're the ultimate personification of the bohemian I believe your current occupation should be 'beggar' and for the dutiful but passion-less 'fighter' I think you're mostly an assassin and should have killed me for posting this by now. My sibling for example, a lover in that she chased her passion for the arts, and yet follows the curriculum with such a dogged determination that you wouldn't deny she had the fight in her.

For me though, I'm really a 'lover' in that I lack the fight; too lazy. Blog-ry, if only I could equip you with a taser so you could shock me off my bed when I'm lazing. I should have been studying 11 hrs ago /hang/.

So anyone who's purveying this binary-crystal ball into my thoughts, do you have any comments on whatever I've typed? Please don't hesitate to give me your feedback; your definition of what it is to 'love' and 'fight' e.g.

And this is where I stop blogging. Don't miss me too much blog-ry, I'll see you soon xoXO.

Inscribed 1/11/10