I think (ich denke)

I think I think too much...

Rarely do I get Saturdays free nowadays...not working today, which perhaps is a good thing. I think that perhaps I put too much of myself into work, to the detriment of my interests elsewhere. Maybe it's time to explore other areas and know what is it to be a human being once more...read--> when I do things, I may be too systematic, now goodness I am not a robot!!!

Let's see.

Strange have my thoughts been of late...

Strange have my thoughts been of late, from languishing in the deep depths of depression to the joyous feelings of fun and laughter, from giddy heights of achievement to the stoic sombreness of grinding work.

Argh, we lost!!!

Argh, we lost!!! Man Utd beat us 2-0...with goals and circumstances that seemed unfavourable to us...

Phui!!!

We will be back! And we will thrash them 5-0 at Highbury!

Ultimate Grudge Match?

Man Utd vs Arsenal at Old Trafford?...Muz watch

Unbeaten in 49 games. 1 more to 50!

It's amazing how football can be a way to bring joy.

No wonder the peoples of certain countries can forget about their economic and social problems by hoping that their soccer teams bring back the World Cup or European Championships or Copa America.

I guess it is the same with me. A stirring comeback victory by Arsenal Football Club helped to erase some of the negative feelings that I've been feeling these few days.

Maybe in this, I should learn something: Never give up even when the odds are down and against you. Champions don't give up and neither should I. *GRIN*

Burnt out

My friends, if you do get the feeling I am stressed and rather rude this week, please accept my most humble and sincere apologies.

Don't know why, I am feeling tired and burnt out these few days...I couldn't stay awake in lectures, my attention keeps drifting away, curt replies to everyone, anyone, including my parents...

I keep feeling that there is not enough time to do all the things I need and want to do. That I am in the stranglehold of some mysterious force and being slowly battered down. Time is moving too slowly for me. And where are my wits?

Damned! I think too much!!!

I need a break before I crash out!

Being Damned - a short poem

I feel as if I have been hounded
and there are those they call the damned
Damned if you do something
Damned even if you don't
So what do they live for
Except for an eternity of anguish

Mad Hatter?

I guess I am being a bit mad recently...

Mad as ...when one senior colleague made some snide comments that implied that I was not doing my work...

Mad as ...when I met up with a couple of my ex-colleagues very briefly (very, very, very briefly indeed!) and had to dash away in order to do something...(my friends do say that I often walk very fast and they had to call out LOUD just to get my attention from the side.)

Mad as ...when I get into the serious mood, whether it be for work, studies or games, my eyes turn kinda stern and all my spirit focused into doing something right...that to break this concentration is a kind of sacrilege! (hahaha!)

Mad as ... I talk fast and my brains sorts things out even faster than I can talk...that whatever i talk comes out as a form of gibberish...is it?

I am mad...and you be right to say so...am I mad?

Till the next mad post from the "Mad Hatter"?