Wew. Finally got myself some free time to just roam around the net freely. However, I only have this free time because some of my friends are going for homestay and the teachers had to give only a little bit of homework. So I'm free. If college is this busy, my health's gonna deteriorate. Or I have to somehow work at 2x my current pace.

I got emo today.

It's crazy. I thought it was gone. The unpredictability. The shackles that drageed my mood down suddenly and unpredictably. How I wish I know what that is.

is not a hand nor a feet, but stories of inspiration.

I watched Freedom Writers today, as a part of my weekly Friday Night movie thingy at Brewster Academy. It was so so meaningful and inspiring. I say it's the best movie I've ever watched. And you know, I usually don't give movies nice reviews. This really is the best so far.

I think that stories about people rising up against oppression, people seeking freedom, people resolving and overcoming familial and societal conflicts touch me most fervently - especially ones about familial troubles. I don't know why, but I find them very courageous and inspiring. I love them.

Sometimes I do love the way this summer program offers wonderful unprecedented experience to me. I'd probably never have heard of this movie if not for this program. The program, while boring and not very time-wise most of the time, does offer me things like attending a 4th of July parade in a small town, learning more about Japanese food, starting a 50 state quarters collection program. Though I'm not in the happiest state that I can be here - I face many personal and interpersonal problems which I am so weary and clueless of how to get rid of - many of my friends are extremely happy, and I like seeing that. I get to have fun here. I have crazy friends. I have photographs-loving friends. I have friends who play volleyball!

I've told myself that I can't make every single minute of my life count. There’re useless and wasteful moments so that one can know when the meaningful and worthy moments arrive. I just can't convince myself that yet, and that's why it hurts my heart.

Ouch.

How hard is it for the right balance to be struck? Even if I found the balance that I want, will I be in a society whereby that balance will not put me in an antisocial or lonely position?

 There's really a thing about America. Many things actually.

Firstly, I have to learn to distinguish the coins. It touches me as rather misleading and... weird for the five cents coin to be larger than the ten cents coin, and for the one cent coins to be the larger than the dime. And also, for the quarter to be almost equal in size with the five cents coin. It's crazy. I need to learn to distinguish them. fast.

Apart from that, I must say I haven't really experienced America. Being confined within the compounds of Brewster Academy around 20 hours a day, and the only sign of development is a small downtown, I really haven't gotten to the most of America. However, I do feel that I have fallen in love with America. This is a competitive society that we're in. I'm a very competitive person, and it is bringing my inner spirit out. I've embraced it. I loved it. I love America.

Furthermore, Americans are daring and courageous, the two traits that I so lack. Yet, while I'm here, it's almost as if the spirit of America, the embodiment of American qualities, has touched me and empowered me. I feel a surge of willpower and a surge of determination. I'm getting a little bit more daring. I'm getting there. I'm trying to open up myself, to voice myself without fearing criticism. I'm expressing myself in the ways that I should be.

Yet, it's amazing how easy it is for me to forget the things which my soul believed it, and this saddens me. I forgot about all the Buddhist sentiments and values that I've learned. I forgot about trying to control my kilesa. I had fun. I lost my consciousness. A part of me had died.

Can I revive it now?

It seems so daunting and difficult to do so. So many distractions, yet so much appeal. So many defilements, yet so much indelible happiness.

Is there a middle path? Can I balance these these paradoxical entities? Can I revive that part of my soul which I so love and cherish? Can I?

Strength I need.

 I wrote in my diary to tell you guys this:

I know that our brain processes what the eyes see into the real image that we see with a lag time of about 0.00x seconds. And I used to try to beat that lag time by trying to shut my eyes and swiftly open it to try to catch that momentary blank. I failed. You can go ahead and try it.

There's more of this. I can't remember the other one I wanted to tell you about.

Little things I do in my life.

 I've been tolerating for so long. If this is what it is, then fine. I give up. I'll go with the flow.

I've been doing so much writing work such that I actually pressed Apple+S to try and save this entry. Huh pretty crazy huh.

First week of summer program is over, and I must say there were loads of homework. I thought the IB program was one of the hardest things to get through. Little did I know. Little did I know indeed.

Interestingly, I have a culture class in which I have to write a journal entry (about culture) a day and many of the questions can potentially be subjects of my LJ entries! So it's kinda like I'm actually writing blog entries often, which is cool. I'm gonna post them up from time to time.

I'm staying in this small town called Wolfeboro in New Hampshire. The population is so small, in the 4-digit range, and the people are all so friendly! We can just say hi to strangers, and 80% of them will reply back. And a lady in a store told me that the people all knew each other in the same area! It's just so so nice. They even recommended their friends' shops to me! It must be nice to live in a town like this. Now I'm feeling like I don't ever wanna move. :)

USA is turning out to be pretty awesome. Nothing extremely bad so far, apart from this severe sore throat and flu that have lasted a week. groannnn.

It's late and I'm sleepy. But I promised myself to blog today. And I don't wanna break my promise. So here goes my first blog entry from USA.


 I'm in UNITED STATES OF AMERICA now!!!! WHEEEEE!!!

Not bad a place so far! :) Decent weather here in New Hampshire. Rain, shine, rain, cloudy, rain, cloudy. That's New England.

First time I spent money in the US:

$5.455 on half a grilled ham, cheese & egg panini from La Brea Bakery Shop in Chicago O'Hare Int'l Airport.

I couldn't sleep on the plane throughout my whole journey. Horrible experience. I did manage to catch, Coraline, half of Watchmen and... Confessions of a Shopaholic!

Confessions of a Shopaholic is kinda nice, I must admit. Brainless, but nice. Helps relieve the tension. I now somehow feel that the hours spent watching a brainless movie is very wasteful, but sometimes it does help. The Buddha said, "I think of death every breath that I take."

A one-in-a-lifetime experience. United Airlines offer real-time listening of their radio communications with the control tower. AWESOME! They all were talking in codes and acronyms and numbers and think accents. I couldn't catch a thing! The speed of the inflight communications is absolutely phenomenal. Phenomenal. Tough jobs on both parties. However, what I noticed was that there only ONE female pilot out of the 20-ish planes communicating! Rather sad and surprising revelation. Why can't females fly the plane?

I like UA's flight attendaants. They make an effort to be nice, and they smile. a lot. And I get the feeling that they took better care of me than the Thai Airways flight attendants.

And you'll never know how much influence politics has and how egocentric politicians are nowadays. Even in the airlines industry. a NATIONAL CARRIER, a symbol of PRIDE of the country! gosh. Talking to flight attendants reveals much. In fact, talking to ANY people reveal much. There is no limit to diversity.

Well, let's stop here for nowww. I'm heading to bed. Tests tomorrow :/

Oh, and flight attendants gossip a lot. lol.

You know, I just don't know what I'm doing here, and why there're so many things I don't understand. Life is damn freaking enigmatic, and it kills me sometimes to sit here clueless and upset about my being. And all these while, unpredictable thoughts enter my mind at unpredictable times.

Well, at least I know that things in life can change quickly and unexpectedly. I compare it to walking along those curvy paths to the top of the mountains. One just start at ground zero, and slowly makes his way up, trying to reach the very pinnacle, the ultimate goal. Sometimes one stumbles and falls back to lower ground, and sometimes one is dragged down. Sometimes, one can make a really really big misstep and fall off the cliff. However, the thing is, one doesn't fall off into an abyss; one simply plunges, however sharply, to a lower level. So, with attitude and determination, it's always okay and possible to restart!

On the other hand, sometimes when we misstep, someone walks by and offers a hand to pull one up. That's what friendship is about.

Well, I reckon I haven't made any big missteps yet, but I've tripped countless times - 'emotional' trips. There aren't many big rocks or anything; I just magnify and multiply them rocks, and make myself fall. How then, can somebody save me? Cam somebody save me from myself?

Tonight is one of the nights where a small rock seems gigantic.

It's like when you're happy the path seems much wider, and when you're sad the path is so narrow you always fear that you're gonna fall. Perception changes quickly.

We can change quickly. Many of us do. Some of us don't have that gift.

Oh how I wish I change quickly too.

Why can't we forgive?

It is almost a built-in function that when we've been hurt, we want to see retribution of some sort.


Takes a lot to overcome that feeling huh.

Remaining angry and stubborn doesn't help matters. After all, it only hurts the other party, if it even does, a wee bit; it hurts oneself much more.
However, the thing is, we all don't like being treated unfairly, and the world just seems unfair if there isn't any retribution, right?

We desperately want to see retribution. We may deny it, but deep down inside, once we got that not-so-elusive retribution, ooohhh yes! satisfaction.

Seems cruel, but that's the way some of your fellow worldly mates are built.

So... now what? The opposite party is hurt, and you're satisfied. yippe! or not... What happens if both of you never forgive each other? It's gonna turn into a really wicked and wretched dogfight one day, I daresay.

Now let's imagine, the world where we've mastered the art of forgiving?

Peace. Sheer peace.

So how do we get that elusive forgiveness to shine through?

By now I've realized that there isn't really a one-size-fits-all formula that will lead everybody to the expected results. We all have to figure out the paths that will guide us in the right direction. And walk that path. It's a matter of determination and attitude. Gotta try! Forgive & forget, as they say.

One thing I can assure you is that karmic retribution is indeed the fairest thing in the world. So be peaceful, retribution is on the way.

It troubles me that while I'm saying all these, I cannot realize my words. The mind is a pretty tough thing to control. Oh well. No matter how long it takes - maybe a lifetime, maybe three, maybe 10, maybe millions - I know this is the path to walk, and I will keep walking. Johnnie Walker.

-.-

If not one of these four things happens, I WILL DIE:

-Paula Creamer wins LPGA Championship '09.
-Tiger Woods wins The US Open '09.
-Rafael Nadal wins Wimbledon '09.
-Venus Williams wins Wimbledon '09.

Haha. So much for talking in hyperboles.

Well, 'I WILL DIE' may be hyperbolical, but it still amazes me how much heart and soul many many people, including me, put into certain passionate things which have no bearings on them whatsoever. I won't be affected by any of the abovementioned points happening, but I'd be severely depressed if they don't.

Funny, ain't it?

It's almost like I'm inviting suffering into my life. Ahh... wait a minute. Life? Is there life without passion?

I don't think I can explain this rather irrational behavior. I mean, one can say that tennis is awesome because bla bla bla, but what makes you like the bla bla bla so much so that you devote your life to tennis??

Maybe, the satisfaction received from seeing your favorite player wins is just that much... more impactful than seeing him or her lose. Maybe that's enough to pull someone through. Or maybe it's the attachment that one has with that player; I've supported Rafael Nadal at first and now I've stuck with him. Attached to supporting him. Pitied him when he lost in RG to Soderling. Suffered a lot.

I always loved Paula. Ahh don't make me start on her. Pretty lush long blond hair (DON'T ever cut your hair Paula), her melting smile and her attitude. ok let's sto there for now. Back to the point. Well, I feel sad every time she loses. How does it even affect me?! Ridiculous.

But there lies the danger of getting too much involved. One shouldn't attach oneself to anything, because every single thing, formless or corporeal, is impermanent. Detach, and let go. :)

On the other sideeeee........................

"Brain neurotransmitters work in patterns of stimulation or inhibition.  The interaction usually begins with just one neurotransmitter and then spreads and involves others in a pattern that resembles a cascade. ...if the normal reward cascade of neurochemicals is interfered with ... the resulting chemical deficiencies, excesses or imbalances create discomfort—a reward deficiency.  The discomfort takes the form of restlessness, anxiety, difficulty focusing, feeling incomplete and inadequate, or hypersensitivity.

In plain language, this means that we have to get a certain amount of pleasure and stimulation or rewards from our daily activities and what we put into our bodies. If we don't, then we create a pleasure deficit or what is known as "reward deficiency," and are subject to depression, anxiety and poor performance. Each day we have to stimulate our reward pathways adequately if we are to function well emotionally, mentally and physically."

Pleasure deficit. Interesting. Well, again, people are built differently (which might cause some people may argue about fairness) but yes, I do need these things to survive. I can live without then for a day maybe, but I at least check the scores or news as soon as I can. Is this actually a pleasure source? It actually makes me sad, but yet I still need it every single day. Oh there's pleasure all right, but it fades in comparison with the amount of suffering.

Sigh. Will I ever understand life?

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The lighter side.

In a recent email:

Boo. beansprouts suck! carrots are awesome :)

Weird question indeed.

*evil laughter* MUAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAH.

Pete's laughter reverberates throughout Chris's room. Chris shudders with fear.

Mystery.

:)

lol. that was so random. see you soon!

Cheers!

Pete

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lol am I crazy or what!! -.- or maybe at the time i was writing the email, my reward pathway was gravely in need of stimulation! :P

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A little bit harder side of life.

Schadenfreude sucks. Being too involved, I used to laugh at Federer fans when Nadal won Wimby last year. Now I'm getting a taste of my own medicine.

Nobody benefits from this. Federer and Nadal are both fantastic players, and they both have their moments. So let's not fight, shall we?

Believe it or not, I just really listened to Viva La Vida today. I heard it before, but never really paid attention to the lyrics, partly because I can't really catch them (the accent and the pace made it difficult for me to follow). Now that I've focused on it, and looked up the lyrics, I must say I'm impressed. I know they won some awards, but I didn't give a damn. lol.

Viva La Vida... Long live life.

"I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own"

Captures the very essence of life.

I always mention that uncertainty is the only certainty. It's getting boring, i know, but this can't be truer. In one's life one simply has to deal with the constant fluctuations of both emotional and surrounding states. There are many different sources that can aid one's dealing with these things. Of the many things, myself and religion are my most frequently sought sources of guidance.

Christianity teaches people to have faith in God.

Buddhism, on the other hand, teaches people to have faith in themselves. It teaches me to have faith in my own determination to resist the defilements, and my ability to cope with life no matter what obstacles I come across.

It's really a learning journey, life. More and more challenges emerge everyday, and the harder and harder we have to fight. And more and more handsome is the reward: the sense of accomplishment.

So, viva la vida. Long live life.

If you were to guess one thing about your previous life, what will it be? Give me the reason as well.

Well, as for me, based on the rule of karma (simply what you did is what you receive), I'd say I probably tried to chop off someone's little toe, or maybe try to gash it. The reason is that in this life, i keep getting my pinky toe injured for some mysterious reasons. It's probably bled for like 5 times already. and the funny thing is that every time itrip or brush my feet against something hard, my little toe takes the most damage. every time.

not just coincidence is it?

i say... karma rule does stand. You won't believe it until you know it.

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Just got myself Twitter =) let's see if i get addicted to it. Paula Creamer is there! =)

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Well well. Serena is out. Surprise there.  This tournament is crazy. I tell ya, if Federer doesn't win this, he really really has to dig himself a whole and stay in there until Wimbledon.

Life is unpredictable.

I take longer than others to get to the finish line, but I'll get there eventually. I just crawl my way into things. I really like to do things fast, but my brain processes more slowly than others' brains. Gotta make do with what I have. If I take two days to figure out a solution while others take two minutes, so be it. However, it is really a dogfight sometimes; fight against myself, that is. I'm not gifted with a lots of patience, but I'm gifted with stress tolerance. It's amazing the way each and everyone is built differently and all of us have to find a way to deal with our own issues. We learn from one another - that's how we can all survive.

What do you do when you're walking in a long hallway and you see a stranger walking towards you? Do you look down? Do you stare at the floor? Do you pretend to be using your phone? Or... do you smile or greet?

I look down. I pretend to use my handphone. or whatever that avoids any interaction. So most of the time my world is limited to myself. Occasionally I let my friends in. I'm feeling that maybe it would be nice to be smiled at or have strangers enter my world. Maybe we all can help each other out. I remember my friend saying that a stranger who gives her a little smile just makes her day.

Maybe we should start smiling at each other eh? Well, if you start to do that now, the stranger will either shoot you down or think that you're weird.

Maybe... we should crawl our way there - the point where smiling at strangers is reflexive muscle memory.

Smile to the world, and the world smiles with you.

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Funny I found this quote right after I write this entry:

"There is no sadder sight than a young pessimist." Mark Twain

This quote is gonna be my blog title now :) I need to absorb the quote, bit by bit. Maybe my life can be happier. I'll start smiling :)

I should return to my old blogging ways. Despite the pain and emotional stress it causes me, it does make me reflect on things, and to realize my faults.

Hello, world!

Talk to me! Post a reply. Wanna talk to you guys!

Many precious thoughts have been lost in the past month. I can't document every important thought in my life, but this is my period of growth. So that was a big chunk passed down the drain.

I need revitalization. I feel dead and lethargic and lazy.

Life is a sine curve. If your life is a cosine curve, then it means that you're up when I'm down, and I'm down when you're up. So we gotta always help each other. Buddies for life!

My life is a sine curve. Do you cosine?

From this moment on, I will not be lazy of blogging. I will not be lazy of blogging. I will not be lazy of blogging. I will not be lazy of blogging.

I x-posted this here specially for tennisdeva who has sadly left tennisfans!


Now, let's take a break from Rafa and Rog for a moment here, and let's talk about the beloved WIMBLEDON!

The Centre Court Celebration was awesome!!!! Anyone skip the Madrid Final to watch this???

-Stares. Probably only me.

But oh well, it was worth it! I loved the celebration. Didn't wanna agonize through that match anyway. lol. and there're reruns to watch.

My thoughts!

- Katherine Jenkins was AWESOME! Never heard of her before, but now I have. She has a really good sense of humor and her voice is mellifluous. gotta watch her.
Now, on to the tennis.
-Andre Agassi is funny! And he was so cute with Steffi. They were smooching like every five minutes. lol.
-The Fraulein forehand!!! IT'S STILL THERE. But she can't run as fast now. lol.
-Tim's fast hands incredibly a joy to watch. Now I remember why I miss the serve n volley game.
-Kim wasn't at her best, but she can still compete. She did splits on grass dammit. I thought that wasn't possible.
-I had this feeling that just because the roof was there and there was rain which makes the roof useful, AELTC actually sprayed artificial rain. lol. Well I know they'd do ANYTHING to get publicity. But Wimbledon doesn't really need that much publicity, does it?

What do you think? Anybody watched the celebration?

as an ending note, now that our two musketeers (or two stooges if you will) stop posting here, it's AWFULLY QUIET.

I became ordained as a novice monk! Well, basically that means shaved head, shaved eyebrows, my unexplained two weeks of absence, staying in a temple without handphone and laptop and meditation and Dharma.

And yes that is why I wasn't around. :)

I chose to get ordained at a forest temple; one away from the lights and sounds of a metropolitan city, one where the forest houses millions of insects which bite me everyday. lol. Anyhow, staying in a temple means disconnecting from the world almost completely. No newspaper and no problems to worry about. It's good in a way that it lets me run away from my then-current disappointment and troubles regarding university, and it kinda makes me calmer (a bit). But I'm all the same anyhow. Still attached to all worldly defilements, still volatile, and still lame. :)

However, I did resolve to become a better Buddhist; to become more conscious and alert, as well as to be a 'nice' person, by whatever standards you use to judge. Being a nice person means you have to make sacrifices, which I'm not sure I am able to make just yet. It takes a lot of courage and strength of mind to sacrifice personal interests for the greater good.

Well, in the temple, there are precepts which I'm supposed to strictly observe. It includes eating only one meal in the morning (though I'm allowed to drink fruit juices in the evening), not killing any single animal including ants and mosquitoes, not telling lies and not taking people's stuff without permission. I also had to recite Buddhist chants every morning and evening (I wake up at 4 am everyday!) and try to train my Mind everyday. The temple that I ordained at was a strict temple where the monks are serious in their studies of the Dharma and in their spiritual practice. I did try to meditate and remain steadfast, but with my mind being wholly consumed with worldly attachments, I couldn't focus much. I managed to stay for only almost two weeks, so there's not much impact on me unfortunately. I'm gonna take as much as I can from this experience to make myself a perpetually happy person!

This probably sounds weird to those who don't understand, but I'm not gonna say much because not many people are interested. All I wanna say is Buddhism teaches the path to the cessation of suffering, and buddhism helps you to be calm and peaceful in our everyday life.

Namaste. (A greeting of respect)

I am a believer in mystical and paranormal influences on one's personality. As a Scorpio, inward looking and soul-searching are always something I constantly do. I believe that the influences do not come only from the planets and stars, but from our name as well. Yes, name. I think when we're given a name, the name becomes our identity and we absorb the energy of the name. Thus, the meaning of one's name affects one's personality. This is just what I think anyway.

But... the influence that comes from one's name is small in comparison to that of his birthday, because obviously all the planets and stars have a tremendous amount of energy. Furthermore, I think the level of consciousness we have also leads to us trying to change the way we behave. After all, if we have the willpower or the right stimulus, change will come. We are given a lot of space to move ourselves. The reason not one single person behave and/or think in the same way is because the horoscope doesn't pinpoint an exact behavorial pattern, but rather constructs a large field in which the person born under that horoscope belongs to. That person will then move about randomly, out of the field even (if one has that ability to change himself completely), changing their personality in the process.

So... I'm trying to find out where I belong on this personality field. It's a tough process. I don't understand myself yet. What about you, do you know who you truly are?

- I can't allow myself to think in a connected lengthy manner; i might get emo.
- I wanna be an adult already. I wanna be able to shop for house deco stuff, car, formal wear, and whatever stuff that adults need. I want I want.
- I also wanna design my own house in the future. I'm very excited by the thought. It'll have a garden for sure. and a mini-waterfall. you know those slow flowing stream of water with artificial wood and all that. I'm gonna plant Queen of Dracaenia! :)
- Fear is a fearful thing. I'm in fear.
- We're all given vices. Trying to overcome them is hard. Really really hard.
- Yawn. Life is boring. There's no intellectual stimulation now. =) I wanna go universitayyyyyyyyyyyyy.
- Why is Bangkok so goddamn polluted. DAMN IT!
- I am wondering how many people actually played their parts during Earth Hour. Fingers crossed for 80% of the world. Think the number's gonna be disappointing though.
- I look forward to April 1st. Wahahahhahahahaha.
- I wanna go backpacking to many many places. Australia! New Zealand! UK! If only I had the money :(
- I've been very very stressed about which laptop will I buy. Sony or Dell?
- I miss my friends!
- Politics is turning into war. It wasn't before. I long for a time where everyone has respect (not love, that's too big an ask) for each other and the opposition party works to polish the work of the government.
- I wish there are no more tsunamis and volcanic eruptions and floods and droughts. We're fortunate not to be hit by any of those.
- Life is not fair. People who're not born smart can never be the top of the class. Yet, some people never study and become the top of the class.
- Kim Cijsters is coming back! She's a very nice lady :)
- I'm addicted to a Facebook game. lol. This is pathetic. hahahahaha.

- Weee my favorite restaurant was just renovated and it looks sooo inviting now. It's a Japanese restaurant called Fuji. They have the best Pork Yakiniku and Gindara Teriyaki in the worldddddd. Totally happy. I need to go there again. Before I leave for the States.
- Serena and Venus landed on the same side. Pissed.
- Got angry at an online friend. Pissed.
- Do you think that one is selfish if one holds his breath when passing through a bunch of smokers? I do. lol. it's weird really. I think it's unfair to the environment, and to the other people around by not sharing the toxicants. But I still blatantly squeeze my nose anyway - to try and tell those buggers that they're ruining my life, and to self-protect. I'm selfish.
- I would really like to crack Thai jokes here. But nobody would understand. Sad.
- I hate forgetting what I wanna say.
- I have no idea where my life is heading right now I'm so pissed off.
- I'm very volatile and edgy today.
- I am looking forward to a relaxing life.
- But uncertainty is the only certainty and I can't relax amidst uncertainty.
- Especially university admission results. They're killing me. Colleges are rejecting me. I am depressed. What if I don't get innnn to nice nice collegeee :(
- These are exactly why I really prefer to live my online life.

Inspired by the LJ Writer's Block question which goes something like 'Do you behave the same way online as you do in real life?'

My answer is... No.

I spend as much time, if not more, living a virtual life as I do coping with reality. And I love my virtual life.

Calling it 'virtual life' seems a bit strange because a virtual life is another life for me you know, which kinda makes it un-virtual. You probably don't need to guess which life I love more!

Whenever reality strikes, I can always find comfort in the virtual world, where everything seems to be more certain, friendly and approachable; and also less cruel, scrutinizing and open. I can choose to conceal what I want, and expose the side that the world probably prefers to see. When real life sources of comfort desert me, I can always rely on my virtual friends. I can just laugh and joke around and forget about all my problems. I can lower my guard and just love them for their effervescent and carefree personality. I don't need to worry if they're gonna attack. I love my virtual friends BECAUSE MY VIRTUAL FRIENDS ARE BLOODY AWESOME THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!

I've come to the point that going online to play is almost a daily necessity; life feels incomplete without that. Virtual life is the life!

If only real life is as uncomplicated to deal with. Mannnn.

So... Do you behave the same way online as you do in real life???

And woohoo to Nadal.