It's barely the second day into the final week of school with all that clinic and tests but I'm already thinking about the holidays and what to do with it. I'm going to learn some basic video editing. Also, clock some work hours so that I've money to shop for the winter collection/CNY/refreshment pieces/whatever. But these are all still pretty faraway. Right now I need a new iPod and possibly a camera, which is something that I've been holding off for quite some time already. Besides these material wants, of course there are other personal goals and improvements that I really want to achieve. But let's leave that for another day.
Let's hear some good news, now. I'm now done with my dispensing paper which probably didn't go too badly. This definitely calls for a celebration of some sorts, you'll never know the relief I felt handing over the paper after the test. I really, really suck at numbers.
It's been a week without football and I'm missing it already. Football is a sport, a passion, it's not just a form of exercise for me. Therefore, I can't really content myself with running. Not that I worked a great deal of distance. Just enough to make use of my body, so maybe this is something to work on.
Recently my posts have been so disjointed and 'random', I disgust myself. I don't know if I've mentioned about my irk towards random people using the word random in my previous blog. So let's do it (again, maybe).
So, randomness. According to this dictionary website, the word random means "proceeding, made, or occurring without aim, reason, or pattern". So, can we safely say that when we say somebody is doing something random, then he or she is doing whatever it is without any rhyme or reason? How can a person do something that is without aim, reason or pattern? Perhaps we don't just don't see it.
And therefore I shall counter argue myself that the random people use on others is a 'subjective random', not an objective one. Then again, every opinion is considered subjective. So yeah, maybe it's not wrong after all. But it still irritates me sometimes.
I'm sorry to have to type out my entire train of thought into two huge chunks of words so that it makes sense to me. Oh well, but isn't that what a blog is for, to express what you're thinking? Maybe I'm taking it a little bit too literally.
Okie doo, let's do some lighter stuff like reading Tham's notes then it's off to bed for me. Remember, smile pretty for the Devil, darlings.
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