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Lucky Me

When I was in high school I always dreamt of traveling the world and visiting famous peoples' graves. Who'd have thought I'd be fortunate, blessed, lucky, or whatever, to actually realize that dream?

Thanks to my folks, who took me along with them to a European vacation, I was able to visit lots of famous peoples' graves. Plus, I was able to visit the tombs of the popes in Vatican City. And I was able to see the final resting places of St. Francis of Assissi, St. Anthony of Padua, St. Catherine, and St. Lucia to name a few. That was in Italy.

In France my folks were kind enough to go with me to Pere Lachaise Cemetary. Lots of the more "conventional" famous people are buried there. I was able to see the graves of Chopin, Oscar Wilde, Sarah Bernhardt, Moliere, and Jim Morrison. Woohoo!!! The only reason I wanted to go to Pere Lachaise was Jim Morrison's grave. Yet there they were, other famous people. I was awestruck.

I am more than happy that I was able to partly fulfill one of my dreams. I just hope I can visit more graves. Some of the people I plan to visit? Manfred von Richtofen, Dimebag Darrell, Bruce Lee, Jimi Hendrix...

Here are some pictures at Pere Lachaise. Obviously photography isn't allowed in the religious burial grounds.

Here I am at Jim Morrison's Grave...


This is Chopin's final resting place.


Finally here I am at Oscar Wilde's grave.

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Nothing new to update. Still lazy to fix this blog up.

Work

When is work not work? When you enjoy doing it.

So does this mean that right now, I'm doing my job? Yes.

Maybe it's with my attitude. Maybe I'm the one to blame for not having fun anymore. But as of right now, 3D is shit. I feel the greatest regret that I decided to follow what I wanted and study 3D in college instead of just concentrating on taking up management or some other course that can make me lots of money. 3D just isn't it for me. I've started hating this profession of mine.

3D sucks. I've worked overtimes and sacrificed a lot of things I wanted to do because my job needed those sacrifices. And what have I gotten in return? Shit. My salary is decent. If I wanted to just have enough to pay for a place to stay and some food.

If I moved out of my parents' house my salary would just be enough to pay the rent and utilities of a SMALL STUDIO TYPE APARTMENT AND feed me. No more extra cash for whatever I want to do. I would not have enough cash left to spend for some other stuff.

Thank you, 3D. I regret choosing you as my career path because apparently at the rate I'm going I'll NEVER be able to buy my own house, much less my own car.

Out.

Quarter Year Resolutions?

I've recently decided to be less vocal of most of my angst. It's probably going to be step one in trying to improve my karma. Once I learn to stop being so vocal with all the angst I have, maybe I'll start getting less angsty.

We'll never know until it happens.

I've also decided to start trying to be more open-minded and generous.

You may be wondering why this is happening, or even why I am suddenly acting this way. Call it impulse, call it whatever. Things have happened recently and it's gotten me thinking.

I've posted before that I wanted to increase the number of blog posts. Epic fail, I guess. At this rate I won't even reach the number of posts I made last year. And it all boils down to the fact that I STILL don't have my PC upgrade yet.

Captain Procrastination strikes yet again. And again. And again.

Damn. I don't want to write anymore.

Where did all my drive to write go?

Out.