The One with the Gentle Hikings

What it do?

Apparently, "rambling" can be defined as a "gentle hiking." Word?

O RLY?

YA RLY

SRSLY? NO WAIS!

R U TRIPPIN?

KTHXBAI

But I digress. For the first time in a while, I'm in a rambling mood, simply as a means of putting down some of the more random things swirling about in my psyche. I looked back at the last couple of times that I've done this kind of entry (wow, all the way from Year 12), and I doubt I'll have as much to write about this time around. I just really need to put my mind to somewhat-constructive use at the moment. Annewhoose, on with it.

• For the last couple of hours or so, I've just been reading through my old blogs, both on Multiply and MSN. I don't know what I'd do if I lost my MSN blog; it's had my life in snippet form for most of the last two-and-a-bit years. I have a slight tendency to hoard things even when I don't need them anymore; I don't know if my old entries count, but taking a look back at what was going on back then is always...something. (I was about to write "fun" here, but I realised that a lot of the time I just do it for reminiscing's sake.)
  
• Flashback, circa May 29, 2005: "I'm also a completely different person when I'm alone and when I'm interacting with someone else, either through the phone or in person or on the net or whatever. I'm just different. I consider myself normal when I'm with other people. I don't like myself when I'm alone. I just start thinking way too much, and at least if I'm with someone else I can keep my mind off the stuff I usually overanalyse. But when I'm alone, I can't help but start thinking, which gets me confused and pretty mentally shaky. Borderline unbalanced. I hate it."
  
  Still true, two-plus years down the track.
  
• Blogging, for me, has this weird therapeutic effect. It's not the deep, artistic, epic unburdening type of relief, but just a sense of being able to put in concrete terms the usually abstract/irrational/nonsensical stuff that "gently hikes" around my brain.
  
• I'm happy that I've gotten back into a rhythm of blogging fairly constantly. Along with a neverending stream of Friends episodes, it's currently keeping me sane.
  
• Currently on a Death Cab trip. Over three hours, four albums. Ahh, Ben Gibbard.
  
• Flashback part deux, circa February 10, 2007 (funnily enough, the last time I ramble-blogged): "Fuck MySpace. I have a decidedly anti-MySpace stance, 'cause it's just such a waste! Populated by scene kids and such. It annoys me, to no end. Oh well."
  
  Funny what can change in five months, huh?
  
• Speaking of MySpace, I've been so indecisive about my profile song for the last couple of days. One of the reasons I wanted to get a MySpace was just being able to play ATCQ on my page. But since I've had it (a couple of days or so), I've already changed my song around four BILLION times. Okay, maybe about six or seven times, but whatever. I'm currently settled on Title and Registration, but it's a bit of a cop-out 'cause it's my favourite song. I'm betting on me changing back to Shh sometime tomorrow, or possibly You Could Be Mine. I wanted to put Estranged, but I couldn't find the song. Pity.
• I hate MySpace politics.
  
• Results this Wednesday. Let's go, Credit Average! I'm a bit more optimistic about getting Cs for my Psych subjects, seeing as I went pretty well in most of the assessments, and the exams were all a lot easier than I expected. Life Science is looking to be the wild card at the moment; I have NO idea how I went in anything, thanks to the nature of the course. If I fail Life Science and have to do it again next semester, I'm going to cause damage to many an inanimate object.
  
• I love Friends. But you already knew that much.
  
• I'm a lot lazier than I thought I was. I figured a week into my holidays, I would've gotten a BIG move on in my FFXII-ing. But so far it's been limited to about five or six hours worth of playing time, 90% of which I spent doing marks and retracing my steps to figure out where I was up to before I stopped playing last April 'cause of Uni. Also, I thought I'd try and get some exercise, but so far, that's also been a no. *shrugs*
• In the words of Chandler Bing, "Oh yeah, I'm a gym member. I try to go four times a week, but I've missed the last...twelve hundred times."
• Monica: Honey, the Miami Vice Soundtrack? Really?
  Chandler: They were just giving those away at the store...
  [Monica stares]
  Chandler: ...in exchange for money.

Sonofabitch, turns out I DID write a fair bit. Anyways, over and out.

- marty..

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