So...

Everytime I come here I always wonder what I have to say that would make me seem less immature than in my previous post. I suppose it's mostly the fact that I fancy people getting their impression of how I am from a blog that I hardly update and usually gets posted in when I'm reasonably less in control of emotions, which is.. not quite how I wanna be seen. (Why am I being so self conscious.. haha)

Hmm. I suppose I won't do an update of life from since the last time I posted, there's too much to say. Guess the greater events that have occurred in recent time is that I have spent about all summer in Singapore. Being, unfortunately, less productive than I would have liked. Thinking back, a year ago I was working in China, filled with a sudden sense of productivity. Wonder where all that went. No wait, it's still in me, just somewhere around, waiting. This doesn't ever bode well..

I've pondered on the meaning of blogs so much that it's also put me off from posting anything. The idea that it's your own area of expression sounds a little too liberal and idyllic. A space for you to space out, ok that just makes me sound lame and blur. Somewhere to muse intellectually sounds vaguely intellectual (wow reusing my words), but no I don't think that's for me. A place for me to record my life's events is a little pointless, since stuff I that I would want to remember I wouldn't post it on a blog. I don't even know why i went on about that..

Life is gonna get harder. Yea, guess I'll have to contend with that.