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ah, the thrills in life...

being busy is really something. yuu just can't seem to get a hold of the time you spend, and you tend to do things you aint supposed to do. or, you tend to do something you have to do but then you forget to stop.

one very clear example is reading. some people's hobby, like me, is reading, while some people take it more seriously than that. some people read novels, others read newspapers, and weirdly, i read technical reports, theses, and technical reviews. doesn't sound like a very enticing hobby eh? but then i tend to eat up hours and hous of my time reading stuff i dont need to read.

one other thing is talking. some people like talking, and some people are just forced to talk one way or another. like some people, i tend to like talking -- and sometimes talking too much. talking too much kinda becomes an escape, and more like a recreation than a chore at times. and believe me, talking has become a chore one too many times.

so what's my point? it feels great if you could miss out on a little of something you like doing so that the next time you get to do it, you would get thrilled doing it. somehow, you'll miss reading the usual stuff you're reading and sometimes you miss talking too much. you could also miss a lot of other things, and get thrilled when you get the next chance to do it. kinda reminds me of a lot of stuff. ;)

have a nice one you all! ;)

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