Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
~ William Ernest Henley 1849 – 1903
Yours truly decided that my new state of mind (ie, as a happy slacker and jobless bum) deserves a new beginning. Happily, yours truly is starting over on a clean slate, and having now had 5 days of slacking (or 5 days since my offical last day at work), I am really mentally and physically healtier and happier. There is an exhilarating sense of relief, which tells me how bogged down I have become in 2 years of work. On hindsight, I am really glad to have taken the final plunge and throw in the towel. (PS: From *Candid's description, work situation seems to have degenerated further. Yours truly really think *Candid will eventually resign and join the club).
Okay, here's some meaningless bits of information before yours truly go on with her eulogy of gratitude for resigning and being free to slack:
1. Acta et fabula, plaudite - The Act is over, appluad ~ said to be Emperor Augustus' last words
2. Invictus - Taking responsibility for one's destiny (and one of *Wallflower's fav poem, mine too actually)
3. Picture on blog - Prada's advertisement (this is according to *Wicked, personally, I have no idea)
4. *Doormat is curious and concerned about how I have been, because and I quote "you have been blogging less". Please, yours truly blogged the same amount, ie, irregularly and only when I am in the mood or when some really bored reader (read: wat's wrong with them?) complains that I haven't blogged in ages. Then I might, if I am in a mood to blog to *appease them. But then again, maybe it's just *doormat having more time? *archly*
Ok. Back to my current state, yours truly is happy to report that she is really occupied with slacking (you have no idea how much planning there is to slack properly). Of cos, she is always catching up with old friends who she hasn't met, reading, writing, sleeping, watching anime, looking for job, reading, sleeping, watching films, etc. In other words, lots to do and time is flying rapidly. Good times never last. *wryly*
Perhaps, what really is gratifying at the moment is the aimlessness and sense of freedom at not having to go to work at a fixed hour and follow a fixed routine. A really perfect time to reflect and decide on what I want to do with my life.
Yes, even I think I'm going overboard with giddness at slacking and resigning, but really, if I haven't resigned, I really won't know I needed to so much. I suppose, on hindsight and of course, if you are of a mind to reflect, stopping and pausing in the rush of life is beneficial.
Oh well. Yours truly will probably get bored in 2 weeks and seriously get down to looking for a job, but in the meantime, yours truly will go on with her happy aimless slacking.
Don't send me hate mails. Even though it's really flattering. It will only make you feel worse.
Trust me. *grin*
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Me
I am a student of life, growing older by the minutes. I would like to say that I graduated from the school of hard knocks but unfortunately, it is not true. I come from a happy family with supportive parents, so if you are looking for a manically depressed pessimistic cynic, get out of this space.
I may at times be more sardonic and sarcastic than I should, but I am an essentially happy person (it's hard to be always melodramatically depressed really). If that's a contradiction in terms, who cares. It's my prerogative to be contradictory if I want to. I confess that I enjoy reading, writing, intelligence, sharp wits and sarcasm. Very blue-stocking habits that would be terrible in Victorian times, but lucky me, this is modern days, or so it is called. My goals in life include being a cold-hearted bitch, a successful career woman aka swindler, a professional liar, and maybe someone you could bring home to meet mom, but only on my *rare days of sentimentality.
I may at times be more sardonic and sarcastic than I should, but I am an essentially happy person (it's hard to be always melodramatically depressed really). If that's a contradiction in terms, who cares. It's my prerogative to be contradictory if I want to. I confess that I enjoy reading, writing, intelligence, sharp wits and sarcasm. Very blue-stocking habits that would be terrible in Victorian times, but lucky me, this is modern days, or so it is called. My goals in life include being a cold-hearted bitch, a successful career woman aka swindler, a professional liar, and maybe someone you could bring home to meet mom, but only on my *rare days of sentimentality.
You
If you are reading this right now, then you are either a weird stalker whom I need to report immediately or just extremely bored. In any case, you are not likely to find this site (a) extremely enlightening, (b) extremely useful or (c) extremely exciting. I suggest that you take up a useful hobby like listening to music from an obscure place or studying UFOs. It will look good on your CV to be able to say I like music from so and so place, so obscure that no one has heard of it or I firmly believe in the existence of UFOs. Better entertainment and probably less offensive to society. Trust me on this.
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