Lone Mountain Ranger

2mins ago, I was very eager to update my blog. I have so many ideas in my mind that when I have to start typing here, I find the eagerness diminishing. Hmm... like any other thing in life, there is a need for foreplay. To warm up, yea? =) So, I'll start relating my day in the most boring way.

Once again, I managed to sleep for 12hours straight and was awaken this morning by my mother who asked me if I wanted to visit my brother who was admitted to hospital last night. Very normally, I would respond in a grouchy and irritated manner, as if flicking off a stubborn tick, and answer, no. But ya know? The OP workshop thought me an extremely meaningful thing. That is the powers of powerpause. So I went through an internal struggle for 2 sec, to stop me from shooting out a annoyed, no, and I answered with a brilliant, yes. And.. some mum threw a shirt in my face. =) I stared at the clock and did a quick mental calculation of how long I slept, then decided to get out of bed immediately. I almost wanted to jump out of it, to jumpstart my day, yea? But I'm too lazy. Before I left the house, I left my MP3 player to charge because I forgot to do so last night.

I went through a hell lot of thinking last night, again. And after battling with my mind, coupled with a few acts of depression and crying, my life is now smooth again. My mind is like a Wrangler. And it hadnt stopped moving, cause my mind wouldnt stop thinking. Sometimes the rides are so smooth I could be yelling at the top of my lungs. Sometimes the roads are so bumpy I could crash the jeep into rocky walls. At times, like now... the ride can be so smooth that I can smirk and speed at the same time. Yea. I'm sorry I couldnt find a good depiction of the Wrangler that I have on my mind. It's a pity that I'm a rouge artist, otherwise I'll just draw what I have on my mind. Normally I think in images. Yesterday I drove my jeep at top speed and crashed around the desert, doing as much damage to it as possible... but, I fell asleep halfway through. When I woke up... I'm already driving smoothly.

My father had a very unpleasant encounter at the hospital yesterday. I had an extreme urge to write to the forums...but he wasnt very enthusiastic. So, I sorta gave up the idea. I was also reminded that I had intended to write to the forums about the blogging controversy which had gone on for about a week. Yea. It's highly interesting and I intend to be part of the crossfire. I wouldnt mind running foolishly to the frontline and get shot in the head before I shoot anyone else. At least it is good experience. My sentiments lies COMPLETELY with the JC students. Yea yea. I'm completely with blogging and unleashing the god-dammit things on blogs. I'm not going to even care if the 5 students wrote things that were immature and irrational. At least I'm gonna pretend that I dont care. Then secretly I'll go do some homework, read what they wrote, dig out all the news paper reports on this topic and then go find out how the students were dealt with, find out what the others think, then read up on the Teachers' Union thingy, then read up on the law about free speech and slander.. then write my own essay, be very happy and decide on whether to send it to the press ornot. Haha. I wonder if I'm gonna get suspended because I wrote all these. I wouldnt like being assasinated before I put on my battle gear and fight, ya know? :'( <--- this face is sarcastic. =)

My mother got a very sticky problem to deal with and today, I'm finally able to enter the battle between her and her siblings. Hoho. Not face to face of course, since I'm just a little fry. I doubt they would give a thought to the quiet little innocent and rather plump kiddo a second look as they show their ugliest side while fighting teeth to teeth. I would rather not be drawn to the main fighting. You know... the outsiders can see clearer thingy? In this battle, everyone is an enemy. Let me quickly introduce the parties involved and describe what had happened at the warfront. So, there's this Big Aunt of mine, who is abit like ahem, the soviet union. She's a very clever person. And she's a smiling aligator. Woohoo. That makes her very interesting. But she makes me feel like spitting on her because I hold her in high esteem and she has to do things that make me feel that my world is not innocent anymore. =( At the moment she's the common enemy of all the other siblings, there are 7 althogether, but I gotta be wary of the other unseemingly unimportant parties too. You see, they thought my grandma would die, then they bared their teeth, showed their tails and AHA!!! You shown your true colors la. Cannot hide liao. You show it for 1 sec only, I remember forever la. Make me sad. I thought you were very nice. See, how naive I am. They had to do such ridiculous things and they had been so real, in acting! Shake hands please. I'll nominate you for Oscars. haha.

Back to the topic. There's a very sticky problem at hand.. and I'll just have to deal with one at a time. Besides the BIG AUNT, I have to fight a battle against my mum. Well, I could have told her, yea yea, just thrash it out and what we say in chinese, tear the faces apart. But... my mum genuienely treasures the sisterly bond, although her sister does things like putting rat poison in her food (I'm kidding). But I just keep thinking of a cartoon I had seen. It's about Stalin shaking hands with Hitler. Haha. Gotta have abit of historical background to understand this. I'm not saying my mum is Hitler. My mum is League of Nations. The relationship is very complicated and I dont intend to describe in full details here. So infuriating. My concentration is breaking. Cos the hatred thing is starting to wake up in me. It's dancing, it seems rather happy. I gotta find some way to slap it and put it to sleep. And my hatred had nothing to do with Hitler or Stalin. It was acquired some time ago and I intend for it to be a slave. Occassionally I'll let it out to bite people, but it's my slave, yea? It's under me. Dun worry about it riding on me, the time had not come yet. But a smart person knows how to use a dangerous tool. There's a risk to everything, of course, but.. zz. I shant say anymore, it confuses me. I'm already confused enough. zzzz. I'm getting annoyed. Need to slap the black loathesome devil. It's distracting me. T_T zzzz. Gotta end here.