This.

Ah, where to begin. Just some much jumbled thoughts that I want out, arranged neatly. It would seem that the more I try to put everything nicely, the messier it gets. Just got not talent at all, looking at the state of my dorm room. But hey, I can push that shit on my finals right, I need to study for my papers so I've got no time to do mundane crap like cleaning up my own mess. Yeah, do that, just blame it all on your last minute cramming and so-called revisions.

I heard before that how your room looks, reflects entirely on you as a being. I guess that makes me a steaming pile of muck, dust and cobwebs? Yeah, that's me.

Ever had a time when you just want it to pass, to end, to go away. However childish that sounds. This might just be that exact time I'm in and I'm mightily stuck in this endless time loop. It's like a poorly made reboot of Back to the Future where Marty just keeps going back again and again because he keeps screwing up. Then in the end, he end up f-

no. but you get the idea, don't you? This.

I wish your choices lead you to happiness.

(Prior)ities.

Another period of being inactive yet again, it does seem to be rather the normal occurrence here though.

Writing here initially, this blog was suppose to be some form of release for myself. An outlet for me to just let it all out, which I've found to my dismay, is really not that simple. I couldn't write as freely as I had, before. or wouldn't. You know, we wouldn't know. 

Reminiscing on my previous blogs, I don't remember how I could posted what I did, I don't remember what drove me to write those words. What was my aim? Really, what the heck was on my mind? Reading back some, I'm pretty sure I'm incapable of writing anything similar again. Atleast for the time being.

but I remembered how good it felt, to not think so much. and just write.

In a slightly more aesthetic description - letting the words flow out, let it rip.

 It's a feeling I'm striving for once again.

To write, for the sake of writing.

and I couldn't pick a better time to reevaluate my life decisions, eh? Really.

(un)fold.

Yeah, I know it's monday tomorrow(now?) and everyone is having the blues(already? walao eh five more days to friday)

I just took up blogging again and I'm not too sure what's a good time to post up new stuff. For me, it's probably whenever I'm unable to sleep despite overwhelming workload and poorly scheduled classes, which is to say now?

My audience at this hour would likely be - none. But I'm used to it anyway, as much as I tried gathering a lively audience. And to be really frank, I tried, really hard.

This post's sole purpose is to share with you, my avid readers, a video from half a year ago. It's a locally produced video(well, Australia but stilllll) by some really talented people. I'm actually surprised at how great the quality is. Man, support local product eh.

It is about- wait go watch it yourself.

I'm not doing a really good job of promoting said video am I? Shucks, these guys are lucky I'm not in charge of promotion and marketing stuff.

Well, here is it, enjoy(?):

Damn(s).

First off, I actually thought I could sustain this blog *snickers*

The time spanned between my previous post and this new one is definitely a new highscore for me. Almost 4 months, people might have thought I'd given up blogging altogether. I think they hoped I did. Then again, people don't really care, do they? Well, for this post's sake, let's assume they don't, which is probably true.

For the minority who give a damn, thank you for your damn and please continuing giving them(damn).
See there? Smartass wordplay right thereee, now I'm feeling hilarious.

I've been busy, but nowhere enough to say I couldn't type a few sentences here. I just don't feel like it. And I've missed every thing about it. The grammar mistakes, the wrong vocabulary(squiggly red lines everywhere), the repeated banging of backspace. I thought I don't but I do, and this is definitely what I really like to do much as I don't want to admit it. I might not be good at it, but I'm sure as hell no one could stop me.

and so I shall try again, inflicting my opinions upon the world.