Dear Blog,

So yes, here I am again, with renewed inspiration. It's Day 17, no technically it's day 16, since I have not worked out yet. It's Day 16 of the 30 Days Shred workout that I've been doing (and that I like to call Want-to-die workout) which is thankfully showing results. This is something new as even though I am someone who like to see results in my predicted timing and that usually mean, in a short period of time, I don't usually get what I want. But hopefully this time, my pain is proportional to the results that I am going to see in 13 days. Whee. Halfway there. Can't wait.

Okay, besides my boring workout regime (it is for a greater cause which I will elaborate if I feel like it), the real reason I feel like blogging is because I've been catching this korean drama called "Can We Get Married" which explored the relationships of 5 couples (well, if you consider the mother-daughter r/s too then 6). The story of the two main leads started to get too close for comfort in the sense that it's too real to what I personally experienced. And because I broke it off, I kinda wished that for the couple too. Even though at the back of my mind, I know they will definitely end up together but at that moment I just earnestly hoped they break off for good. It just seems like the best choice there is. So, I realised (although this won't be the first) that I am too rational for my own good. Rational in too many areas. Not sure if it's a good thing or not. And also the drama showed me how a couple in love can face so much problems that challenge their r/s in the preparation to get married. How can it be? Isn't the choice to enter into matrimony together a signal of their undying love for each other and that this love will solve all problems? If I am told that: "No, love means the two of you have to face a lot of problems together and solve them indefinitely" then it will throw my rationality into the wind. My choice to break it off won't seem like the best decision for both of us and hence it would be the wrong decision. Which ultimately means, I did wrong. It'd be my fault. I don't want to face that if that's the truth. Feels like life is like a Math question and I have solved it using all the theorems I was taught, only to find that the result I proved, contradicted itself right from the start. Hence, at the end of everything, I have not proven anything. Pessimistic, I know.

Well, until next time. Hopefully there will be brighter things to talk about.
P.S. I realised that if I were to retire, I'd love to have a novel published and have another title to my name - writer. A dream, beautiful and yet, not impossible.

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