A long and endearing vacation

Didn't I say I'm sarcastic? Oh, you weren't informed? Then please, help yourself. The door is over there. Get out of my office and talk to my secretary. You won't? Oh. Security? There's an intruder in my office. Get him out of my office. Right now!

*end of mind theatre*

Well, yes I'm sarcastic, but I'm also sarcastic sarcastic. I don't make sense? Put it this way. You have made a trap. But that trap is also a trap. So, it's a trap 'trap'. Get it now? Good. Therefore, my vacation will be really long. 3 months ain't bad, eh? Yeah, I know. But endearing? No. I'm not bored, but that doesn't mean my vacation's already endearing. As you can see, endearing has another whole lot of definition. And it doesn't define my vacation, sorry.

I'm having fun, yes. Who doesn't like going out into the sun (though it's super hot the sun might actually burn your skin so bad), exploring, going to malls, shopping, videogaming, surfing, and all other stuff related to summer vacation? That person must be nuts. I sorta have it all - in the present. The present doesn't define the future as it doesn't define the past. Whether you're having fun in the present or not, it doesn't guarantee that you'll experience the same in the future. It's like, your attitude today doesn't define your attitude tomorrow. Yeah, it's already proven many times: the only thing that's constant is the world is change.

You could say I'm in shallow water, since it's not really that deep. But oh, curse the Ministry back home for their slow processing of important papers and documents. Don't they know that one's fate is entirely dependent on their hands? I wish they knew how important they are and stop don't giving a penny in their job. I certainly can deduce why our pride has been so painstakingly negative to others. It hurts, when one of your compatriots doesn't consider his pride as a whole, it hurts when one of your compatriots isn't selfless as you are. The question has always been "how far can you go?", yet it remains unanswered.

I have always been aware of fake nationalism. I do not deny it, nor I condemn it. It has always been there. Unseen. Neglected. That it why actions always speak louder than words. Then why are they still doing it, I wonder.

Essais

Apparently, I am to write an essay about my interests and things I'm looking forward to (can't really recall the deets, I'm still busy being a videogamer) in a certain you know, some of you probably went through this stage too (assuming, I am, very vague). I'm having trouble, wondering if that essay is allowed to be printed or supposed to be handwritten, since there's an allotted space in the form (quite spacious, actually), spacious enough for a minimum of 200 words. Well, I know it would be awkward if I were to submit a whole, separate bond paper containing my essay and attach it to the form. Yes, I'm giving you readers the opportunity to call me a dummy. Yes, after you have done some research concerning the processes I needed to get through before coming to this stage. (Hint: ... well I don't like giving hints sometimes too, sorry)

I'm not complaining about writing an essay though, as you might have noticed. What knocks me off is the fact that I have to submit it as soon as possible, since it would still be put into review and proper reading. I don't want to wake up as early as 6 in the morning again. It's summer, I'm supposed to sleep late and wake up late (there you have it, 'stereotyping summer')! I've been waking up rather early this past few days since we always have to go somewhere, and my brain has been screaming " NOOOOOO!!!!" for a while. "I will extract revenge on you if you tire me to death," it said. "NOOOOOO!"

So much for my ideal summer vacation then. Well, things could change. It's just June, for Pete's sake. I just hope July and August wouldn't be hard on me.

Ha-ha, I won't be able to read Eclipse, hurray.

Windows Update, fail

During the New Year, I managed to receive and get new things through gifts (particularly gadgets, I don't know if it was coincidental with the New Year though), and I very much appreciated this gesture during the first quarter. Why? Because I have a short-attention span, that's all. Picture this: You want a digital SLR. You like photography. After getting your inexpensive camera, you tinker with it. You fall in love with it. You go to different locations, photographing particular places of pulchritude, sceneries, landscapes, and even common things (because it just looks soooooo good on a gooood camera). After a month or so, your desire and hunger for shooting things slowly falters, and it's slowly fading away, like falling out of love. Even worse, I become bored of something just after a day, usually when I can't tinker and play with it anymore, e.g., a cellphone's capabilities. It's like love at first sight, you know? I just won't pass by again. Read on.