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Thanks Inkblot for lending me the phone. There is talk of an upcoming project... and I'm kinda excited. Any discussion or lepaks at Yassin coffeeshop always seem to bring inspiration to this poor, dry mind of mine.

Anyways, the ride home, cruising on the very empty expressway, I couldn't think of anything else but the tune of "All about us" from Tatu. (Yes, Yulia Volkova is still hot) But that's beside the point. I was also thinking.. Oh the many things I wish to get, and how far they are from me... I gotta make my eventless life in NS count. But how?

Must've been a long ride, coz I came up with a few ummm goals...

1. Draw better, make better comics
2. Re-learn arabic
3. Get a better "double digits" (yay! Finally double digits... don't ask if you don't know what I mean.. heh)
4. Come up with ideas for video-making and/or comics
5. Read more stuff, and write more.. (according to someone, it's a way to improve English. My English sucks quite bad now. The theory that NS degrades one's English must be true I guess. Just now, I actually thought about how 'precious' is supposed to be spelt. Ridiculous eh."
6. Ought to be most important: Re-grasp the true purpose of life. (I keep slipping, sometimes further than ever, even though I thought my grip was good enough. That's the problem. I thought, and I thought wrong.)

That should fill up my time in my service right? I'll probably slack off and think about the emptiness and mystery that is my future after NS come tomorrow. But hey, good to write this stuff down while it's still fresh in my mind eh?

Whatever.

I'm 22 now. Shit. Am I really? .. .... Hard to believe.