Half way through the summer holiday, half way through the World Cup…It turned out that not writing diary didn’t slow down the pace of time, it actually, on the contrast, accelerated it for a little bit. Anyways, I’ve been enjoying the company of World Cup, although there is no “surprising” so far, although Ronaldo isn’t half the man than he used to be…it has been, like I just said, a great tournament.

     I sometimes really wish that cooking could be as enjoyable as watching the game. All my efforts have been convereted into nothing more than failures. Seriously, I wonder why? What did I do wrong? I guess I’ll never know. One thing I found useful has relentlessly failed me. Something is telling me I should give myself a break from cooking. That might do some good for my spoiled appetite.     

     Weird thing, after a long time alienation of writing, I, all of sudden, feel a little bit closer to the stuffs I’m writing.

     OK, I’m going to stop right here and mark this as a coming back to writing!  

     World cup has finally made his arrival and also conceived my excuse for not writing anything. I’ve been occupied by this mighty sport we human-beings invented. For the justice of those real fans, my enthusiasm towards this tournament shall never be proclaimed. Yet, my adventure of sports betting upon it is somehow getting rewarded. Regardless of a disappointing loss which I undergone earlier today, my success speaks for itself. I might have decoded something from the odds; I don’t know…my humble theory is still waiting to be approved. Anyways, it has been a wonderful tournament for me so far.

     If you were to ask me ranking all sports in these days, soccer or “football” would always be my favorite candidate to that crown. People who live in this continent may have different opinions; however, the recognition of their “football” is narrowly only among themselves. Entertainmentally speaking, basketball might have more authorities to speak out, nevertheless, its nature of entertaining has also constrained itself from developing.

Rummaging through a big pile of advertisements, getting weeded out by some, and writing emails to the rest…that would be the standard procedure for job hunting. With all knowledges of the hardship of that task, I shall not be giving too many credits to the result. Still through, it is always good having something that you can actually hope for. So despite the slim possibility, I decided to keep this thing going, checking out the employment center, grabbing some flyers…then I could start over my hoping cycle again.

If it was not stimulated by an “affordable” car I saw in the other day, I wouldn’t have this kind of strong impulse to job hunting. To be honest, I’ve been haunting by the impulse of purchasing since the very moment I laid my eyes on that car. God, if you were not to having the intention of giving me an opportunity to work, why are you giving me the reason to hope. When hope costs nothing but time, I would be happy to hold that hope as long as I live. Yet, this one could further jeopardize my jeopardized financial standing. Stay strong…Joe, No gains, no cars!!!      

    It’s been raining for three days, through out my entire break. I called it “The “prefect” balance”. The all sunshiny, all summery days at the beginning of the week had that balance worked perfectly well. Not surprisingly, this weekend was destined to be rainy like it is. Not surprisingly, I started the diary with all complains like always.

   The unsupportive weather has failed preventing me from carrying on my plan of fishing trip, although it has forced me to take the detour. I’ve decided to give some respects to my past experiences of fishing, so the result would be remaining unannounced. To my own defense, lacking of experiences of using fishing rods with rollers was one of my excuses, and my unfamiliarity with plastic lures was to strengthen the self-comfort. Optimistically speaking, catching fish would be available by next time. Talking about next time, a more economical fishing plan will be applied. I was more than happy to have discovered that some buses actually go by the lake I’m fishing at. That could be the best compromise made between my enthusiasm for outdoor activities and an embarrassing financial standing. “Dancing with rental car” is simply too fancy to my “wild nature”, unless someone would like to share the expense with me, I guess I’ll have to put punctuation to this car renting deal. The story is like “trading off convenience for retrenchment”. “Not my call”, that is my comment about the story. Or it could be my call, just; it hasn’t been made yet… I’m still giving credits to working a part-time, yet it requires a lot of works. My first few tries have all made their disappearances. Fortunately, those were only the beginnings, Wish me luck, I’m going in…