Sunday, December 06, 2009
the rites of passage
poetic as i try to make it, ict is a mundane, thankless exercise. it is something u hope doesn't come, and when it comes, u hope it goes away quickly. at least that's how it is for me.
and so there's a customary post before i book in, even though i haven't felt like blogging lately. or coming online, in the network sense. i was happy just finishing up watching battlestar, even though i had to skip a few episodes cos the pirates did a lousy job in uploading properly the whole series. and i was happy starting on my book. i was happy listening to carrie underwood's and taylor swift's albums, which i bought (and i'm proud of this). and i was happy, just by myself. i like people, i do. but sometimes it becomes too tiring to be around them. sometimes all i need are stories and music.
if timing were everything, then i have nothing. the timing's been all bad.
2 weeks. till then :)
poetic as i try to make it, ict is a mundane, thankless exercise. it is something u hope doesn't come, and when it comes, u hope it goes away quickly. at least that's how it is for me.
and so there's a customary post before i book in, even though i haven't felt like blogging lately. or coming online, in the network sense. i was happy just finishing up watching battlestar, even though i had to skip a few episodes cos the pirates did a lousy job in uploading properly the whole series. and i was happy starting on my book. i was happy listening to carrie underwood's and taylor swift's albums, which i bought (and i'm proud of this). and i was happy, just by myself. i like people, i do. but sometimes it becomes too tiring to be around them. sometimes all i need are stories and music.
if timing were everything, then i have nothing. the timing's been all bad.
2 weeks. till then :)