2012

Oh wow, it's like I totally skipped a year of blogging...however, I did not stop writing.
I had an ambitious project in my twisted head about a city, my own city like Gotham or a Neo-Tokyo to suit my image, or even a large populated town like Malgudi. Determined to make links with characters and stories, I let it marinate; the links and interplay struck more at night than in the day and I had to write it down ASAP (usually in my phone's message drafts or in my handy-dandy-notebook). Who/what was my muse? A mix of boredom, inspiration and the age-old, tried and true, propulsion of turning pain into art.
Some interesting things I found in 2012:
- erratic people are cute
- CityRail can only get slower
- looking for a full-time job is not as easy as uni made it out to be
- getting left out of big events hurts (but I stand by my choice of not having a Facebook, having sold my soul long ago to Google when I created a Gmail account and they started tracking EVERY search term I've ever typed up)
*NB big events is defined as something life-changing, not something petty like a graduation/house party/Friday night out to see a band before they break up, no, more like a book launch or an art exhibit opening...thanks guys...
- feeling inadequate is similar to the expression "beauty is in the eye of the beholder", best to get over it and move on
- being purposefully lost is a great feeling

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Oh and I went to Europe for 2 months, saw snowfall and skied for the first time, gained some muscle weight, spoke bad German confidently, and made my manager so angry at me, I now consider it a lifetime achievement to be still working in the same place as her.

I would love to go to Scandinavia, someday.

The Death of MSN Messenger

Thank you for letting me waste those hours, savour those awkward moments of misunderstanding and overall lols. It's not March 15 yet, but I reckon I'll get even more sappy writing something then. MSN taught me so much about interacting online; my favourite is that one's tone of voice can't always be translated to text. Here's to my favourite computer program growing up, not KaZaA/LimeWire, not Winamp, not Minesweeper/Solitaire, but MSN Messenger.