"If you're going through Hell, keep going.": grumble

About Me.

Background

My name is Michael Rivera and I am a Filipino-Chinese, 18-year-old student living in Canterbury, but originally from Hong Kong. My parents divorced when I was two, and when I grew up, there were two sides of me: the wild, outdoorsy, gutsy side, and the conservative, intellectual, scholarly side. I spent two years living beside a beach in the countryside. It was then that I learned how to swim, how to fish and how to ride a bike. I love the outdoors, especially when having barbecues and hiking. Outside of that time, my more studious side of me reads, writes, and has a great interest in a broad range of subjects including: television and film, travel, anthropology, human cultures, linguistics, food and drink, psychology, philosophy, literature, forensics, Greco-Roman mythology, European history and politics, South American culture and geology. My deepest love goes to, well, my best friend. But the love that exists just a tiny fraction below that amount of love goes to television series, beautiful beaches, lime margaritas, and books considered classics.

Feel free to e-mail me if you have anything you want to share, suggest, criticize, inquire or comment on! :D

E-mail: scylla.michael.charybdis@gmail.com

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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

45 - Grumblegrumblegrumble

I'm getting a little bit sick and tired of feeling this way, being uninspired to write in my own blogs and uninterested in reading others. I bought this new toy yesterday, a Nintendo DS to all you who know what that is, it's cool, I can play my games, but I don't want to talk about it, not that I don't enjoy it, I just don't feel like sharing right now. Things are fine with my family, things are actually great with my mother and my aunts. I don't know why I feel so damn bored. I'm not having any problems with girls, I have no problems with guys, I have great friends and I talk to them so regularly, but damnit, I'm so bored, I'm so tired, I don't want to do anything, I'm not in the mood to do anything, I don't know what I want, I don't know what I need to motivate me to come back to life, to pull back the good ol' dramatic, overly expressive, hyperactive Michael. It's not a drink I need, it's not an outing with my friends, it's not spending a day with my family, it's not indulging myself with online poker, my Pokemon games, my books, my blogs or poetry, I don't need to immerse myself in friendly conversation, good food, magazines, Youtube, Neopets, news and politics or television. I just know it's not those things, but I don't know, I don't know what I want... I hate it when this happens because everything I love to surround myself with annoys the crap out of me, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I think I should go out for a while, find inspiration for my blogs, find something. I need winter to go away so I can go to the beach...