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Friday, June 08, 2007 8:24 PM

to whom it may concern.


it's come to my attention that i am addicted. ok VERY addicted to my computer/laptop. upon further examination of my soul and current life situation i realise that my life at present certianly is very (how should i put this?) directionless.


i refer you to one of my favourite movies of all time - Pirates of the caribbean. jack sparrow has a compass which always points to the thing you want the most. Juxtapose that image but replace the loveable capitan sparrow with me. thats my life for you.


today summed it up really. wandering into my house aimlessly at 1am in the morning after a night out on the town following a days work of grinding out at keppel. only to be awoken at 7am by my ridiculous body clock which never seems to re-set.


my first instinct? computer. i'm online, watching youtube videos and playing poker for the whole damn morning. 5 hours of my life gone.


then comes brunch (yes i'm too lazy to even have 2 meals, it's just mushed into 1) followed by an hour of television, entertaining thoughts of a possible afternoon workout. then its back to my computer with some other unmentionable vices thrown in for added guilty pleasure.


end result? another 5 hours of my life spent. dinner time. a movie while downing pasta and a bottle of F&N orange.


what's my life become? i mean really. i used to have a purpose in life. now its just a blur.


i've always advocated living for the moment but not literally squandering precious time away on things that dont further any part of my life.


and i'm addicted to more than one evil vice. yes, evil vices that will drag my sorry arse into hell if I don't get them under control now.


I need help. so i prayed.


and with fedex like swiftness God answers.


so boys and girls i'm gonna be spending the rest of my weekend over at grandma's place where there's never ever a shortage of love and excellent peranakan cuisine made with love care and a genuine passion for satisfying any culinary desire you might have


a weekend at grandma's. a chance to think about my indifferent choices i've made so far this year that've gotten me into this predicament and to think about what i gotta do to get me back out again.


i know God's watching out for me. i felt it walking down the fairways yesterday. and I know there's no better place to quieten down and listen to God than at grandma's, after all they're the closest thing i have to him.


so pray for my my dear friends. pray that i'll iron out my life, dump the addictions and start living with a purpose and burning passion for enriching lives again.


i know i will


God Speed


spread the lovin'

Rob Valentine

any lower and you'd need a shovel