Crest

No, this is not going to be a poetry entry, it's more simpler than that. It's a normal entry *gasp*,  for the past 2 months... close to 3 months actually.. life threatens to collapse into a boring cycle looping and looping for the next 2 years. If people are to look into my blog for interesting things, they are going to be terribly disappointed. Life to me is in lovely tones of sepia, dark brown of old times, yet I intend to plan for new things to come in.

Finally going to be on the streets learning how to drive o.o, granted it might now seems fun but when I actually do use the car I probably will be ranting about female drivers and many inept horrors on the road.  Next on the list to actually get formal JLPT lessons, right from the bottom.. wee ._.

Now to work, it's been a rollercoaster ride so far... moving from Signals to my CO's direct office and now to the Medical Centre. From all the shuffle in personnel, my actual vocation has not even been fixed yet :o, the stint at the CO's office is brilliant despite I failing so badly, and screwing an ex-Colonel in the process and screwing myself better with his "backlash".  The whole experience somehow turned on the Panorama function in my view of myself and the world, not that I can now fully see and comprehend but at least the foreign views and sights overwhelm and sparked off the detonation lines of thoughts. And the trips to CMPB despite how others are saying it is a pretty redundant thing for me actually teaches me a lot, Miss Cheryl has shown me a lot of things in which only the gravity of it can be realised in my little planet of mind.  It has always been afraid of the tides and gushes of thoughts,sights and people, the innate fear and the reflexive defensive mechanisms that try to stem against the overwhelming slides of thoughts.

Why do I raise my walls against them? I always knock myself into one corner, where the walls behind me are walls of envy, fear and so many more. Painted in regret and wistful looks, it is perhaps time to start leaving the corner and moving out. To explore the little house of my imagination and potential and to open the door out to the world.