I guess it have to take an anime movie, a handful of pistachios and a teacup of garbage to remind me that I hadn’t been blogging properly. But of course, there’s the matter of proper blogging that comes to question, and I daresay there’s no actual definition of a proper blog entry, not to mention a proper everything, so maybe it’s not for me to say what’s proper or not. I figure that it comes down to what you feel about it, and quite honestly, I’m not very well committed to the previous posts… something about lethargy brought up to it, but ah well, things are dandier now.

In the light of many a things, which is about as bright as a couple of suns put together, I guess I’ve been blinded into forgetting a lot of stuff. One of them was a promise I made, but as far as I look at it now, the promise is now as good as ashes scattered into the ocean. It buggers me to see that I haven’t been fulfilling my promises, though, watching things from afar now, perhaps things are better off without my dipping in, or perhaps things might just never gets better.

Another thing I forgot was a bag of fried rice I placed in the fridge with intentions of re-consumption. I put it in a month ago. Constant increments of other stuff had shuffled the bag around until it found the corner and stayed there until today. I daren’t open the bag when I found it; the contents seemed to have turned a mossy green. Down the rubbish can it went.

I’ve also forgotten that my days used to be enlightened by words that deliver themselves to me, complete with definition and proper pronunciation. Opening my e-mail inbox I realised the many words that I missed out. Today’s was Coruscate, which can be used in; Her eyes were alive, burning and flaring in radiance of coruscating stars.

If there’s something coruscating about today, it had to be the amazing way the Sandman graphic novels are told. I had the fortune of reading a fair bit today, courtesy of Sean from class (who is, quite incidentally, an avid Neil Gaiman fan, and also quite the morbid individual). The graphic novels cost a whopper; I could get the entire Abhorsen trilogy with one single issue. No, not in my lifetime… I’d probably stand a chance if I marry a rich woman/man, but that also rely on my standing chances of being able to marry in the first place.

Ah, but whether I’ll be able to have a jovial matrimony… it’s something best left unquestioned for the time being.

Goodnight People.