A look thus far *

2006-09-20 12:03 a.m.

I am going to write about online diary writing.

You note that I didn’t use the word blogging. I just don’t like saying “oh, I’m blogging” or “I have a blog”. Sounds less formal in a way.

Ok, this entry is going to be about the history of this site. Yay, you people out there would say, he’s finally going to express more about himself. Well, yes and no. I’m giving a run down of this site because I wanted to do this reflection at this juncture, right before I head off for my studies.

Jeneral.diaryland came about in around the early days of January 2003. It wasn’t my first online diary; I had one at livejournal.com under the name of some line from Ishiguro’s An Artist of the Floating World (yes the old me thought I was Masuji Ono). Then my livejournal site was hit with a few caustic and unjustified comments and people of varying social circles were reading my entries. Seeking a need for a tinge more privacy, I switched to Diaryland.com, because blogger.com was all to famous and as I said above, I didn’t and still don’t like the word “blog”. Another reason was because I fancied the layout of Diaryland—having your current entry displayed while others placed in the archive. The weblog style that many use was just to cluttered in my opinion.

So I transferred my entries—from Who are we? all the way until Elitism coming into light--over. At first, I didn’t see myself as one who was going to write about my daily life on my site. You would note that I eventually did, but I tried to make entries that had personal recounts into one that were thematic based.

I said tried to. I did not see myself like others out there, constantly updating their site. I mean I knew I wanted to write, but there were so many things that needed to be written first—GP, Lit, History and Econs essays. I guess I could have written like I use to in secondary school, all descriptive stuff. That got me reasonable marks back then, but online diaries are not up for grading. So I decided I’ll write about events and thoughts that came to my mind. With regards to thoughts, I mean thoughts that are harmless.

Thus came entries like Reminiscences and That’s great, that’s wonderful . The former is a dear entry to me then and probably is still now. Shades of a Masuji Ono like musing. “That’s great, That’s wonderful” also signified the start of more diary entries because of the “holiday” Singapore schools were given back in the early days of 2003.

But even as I started to write, who was going to read my work? Livejournal ensured that friends and outsiders could read my stuff. So I gave my site URL to Chih hung first, then Luke Indran. I suppose some of you would say, but of course, those were the ones who stuck to you like glue then. Well that’s true, but it is not because I didn’t befriend anyone else. I didn’t want to draw big crowds to the site and thus conjuring wrong ideas from my opinions. Slowly, however, the site was made known to others like Wee Jian and Lucas, but it still could not be found on any search engine. That is until I discovered some of “those who were partly against me” found out my site and started yakking about it and even making comments about it on their own online diaries.

I guess I still could stand the criticisms and tauntings, but after a while, I use Diaryland’s password protection system to block my site from all those prying and suspicious eyes. Passwords went out to a few as I as I tired to make my entries as lively as possible. However, they still became the reflective, sometimes wishing for another realm sort of entries. Prelims came and so the A levels, so that lessened the entries during that period. December 2003 saw my writing stuff madly before I had to enter NS, but again, they all were common reflective stuff.

You would note that the 2003 entries are now archived ( see the sidebar). Reasons are firstly, the main archive page would look too cluttered and secondly, it’s a way of saying good bye to the entries of that form and that time period. It’s not that I want to discard this lot of entries or anything. In fact there are some entries that are dear to my heart. An adjudicator’s perspective brings back the time of watch younger ones battle it out verbally and told me how much they had to learn and how much we debaters could learn from them. Dead Poet’s Society is about the one and only time that I went out with Chih hung and an NJ girl. Ok lah, there’s nothing to gloat or to comment character wise. But it was a lovely time together nonetheless. Literature and life is a kind of hastily written article and I really want to refine it soon. It is pretty through some Lit characters were mirror reflections or some on my characteristics in JC. Some only. Jumbled up days doesn’t exactly portray a chaotic situation, but I kind of find the comparison between NJC’s hall and ACS (I)’s Auditorium cute. What’s next? Oh yes, A special community is probably the one of the more accurate entries about my NJC life. Let’s also not forget Le Stelle Stasera , which showed a dream that sort of came true, a circumstance I never expected. It was the culmination of quite a bit of high handedness, quite a bit of give and take. In hindsight, it was extremely wonderful to have that seating arrangement.

When people go online or write stuff online, some choose to become put on an entirely new persona , while others just are still they way they are in person. So while adding more and more entries, I wondered how different Jeneral’s World (the title of my site) could be from me. I was never the type to write flowery poetry or prose and so I still stuck with my reflective sort of entries, attempting to make them more and more thematic. I must admit that Wee Jian’s style of writing (as in what he wrote of his site) was one that I admired greatly. He takes topics/incidents and move from his reflections of them to writing analogies and notable analysis and reviews. This and the richness of his content was something I really thought was just so beautiful. Try as I might, I knew I couldn’t be Wee Jian number two in the online realm. So in the meantime, I changed the layout of the site (this was around December 2003/early January 2004). It included the simple pictures—NJC, ACS, Debate Association and Scout logos. I add my first few web links. At that point, I decided not to link any other person’s site (blog) on my diary. I didn’t want to because I didn’t want my site be the medium to advertise people’s personal pages. It just didn’t sound right and for certain individuals, I realized I had to ask their permission before linking their site or even drawing comments from their various entries. Given the larger number of outsiders visiting my site, I hardly saw it appropriate as letting them have a peek at other’s personal writings as well as mine.

Well, if you thought the 2003 entries really showed my thoughts and feelings, then you should perhaps take a look at the early 2004 entries, from Current Affairs until Will you still love me tomorrow . You probably would pick the feeling of loneliness and perhaps even helplessness. It’s up to you to decipher what I was exactly thinking or seeing then, but well pretty new and sort of daring decisions were back then. I suppose it was the time to start anew, and to really cast away part of the Masuji Ono in me. I say part of it; or was really not like this character?

It possibly came about one clear night in 2004 and it’s all summed up in the entry Mandy. Well, maybe not all of it; it’s a terribly long story. In any case, I will state that I had no unscrupulous notions of any kind when I approached her. But even with that new realization, which if I may add, almost a mirror of the last few pages “An Artist of the Floating World”, I still fell back into my old style of writing (writing, not character). Thus came along Debate party revisited, another of those “longing for yesteryears” sort of entries. In the midst of all it came current life then, which saw me attempting to help out in a certain “act” which I thought I could help. I didn’t exactly directly help but thought my words of wisdom were considered as “help”. Also, with no harmful intentions I wrote about it, only to receive a pretty polite message to remove some of the words I wrote days later. Thus Love so right was edited, though as you would note from Words can enlighten and kill, it was not the first time I was asked to change and entry. That really set me thinking about the entries I had written thus far and how much more self censorship I needed to engage in. “Words can enlighten and kill” didn’t exactly tell anyone my next step in the online diary writing style. I just settled not to ruffle some easily agitated individuals. Wee Jian gave a more liberal opinion bordering the realms of free speech. He remarked that if people didn’t like what we wrote on our personal diaries, we should (rest shall not be mentioned here). But well, I couldn’t do that.

Perhaps after that part of 2004 I did embark on a different style of writing. The “reflections like” entries still came about, but I tried to improve the depth of my content. Out of nowhere came A weekend out filled with thoughts which when I now look at it, is an average attempt to write about abstract things like death. Ok, so came the entry What makes an ACSian, something I always planned to do. It’s another of my favourites and no guessing why. It was what brought about the “oh, you’re so loyal to ACS” comment from Claire.

Suddenly, ex President Ronald Reagan died and that moved many in America and in other parts of the world. I didn’t exactly study him; only his Cold War policies, and so was in no position to write an eulogy for him on my site. Besides, who would care to read a eulogy? After some muddling about, I came up with this entry: The true American Hero . All of a sudden, I realized that I had written a sort of current affairs type entry. But I didn’t fancy myself turning Jeneral’s World into a critical analysis type diary. Or was I underestimating myself? After some moody entries came Inflation, Deflation and interest rates, my first “Econs Essay” after so long. Haha, most of it is just lifted from an article in from The Economist . But I’m quite proud of it.

Henceforth, I told myself that anything that catches my eye or anything that I really have a strong opinion about I would write about it. Even something like a guide to Holland V (Village) is considered one. After that, it became more current affairs type minded, entries such as Over there, but where? , Bringing the troops home , Let’s gas them up (another econs type entry) and oh yes From Literature to History S. The last one is another of my favourites as I’ve always wanted to learn more and more about history S stuff even after the A levels and suddenly found this link between History S stuff and 1984. I should think it’s a pretty well argued “essay”, just that I wish more feedback regarding it. (The only one who commented on it was Wee Jian, who sort of hinted it was a mouthful to read).

Talking about feedback, it was in early 2004 that I added a guestbook to my site. It’s located at the bottom in both the current entry and archive sections. (Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, I cancelled the “password protect” in around March 2004. See Opening the floodgates .) For many months, it didn’t receive any entries, save a few “sympathetic” ones from old Chih hung. Then some “slamming me” ones came in, and I knew exactly who wrote those. Thus the conflict between privacy and publicity and the phrase “anything you say can and will be used against you”. But as much as I knew the advantages of self censorship, I didn’t want to be bounded by restrictions that need not necessarily impose on myself. So all I did was re-edit some entries. In the midst of all the current affair type entries came stuff like Two down and a long, long way to go... , one of the few NS related entries, and many LWMC SG 13 ones like Jac’s place and A night to remember . oh yes, let us not forget my two music related reviews: The motto of the falsetto and Mamma Mia. The year ended of with a a Christmas message, one of my few attempts in having Christian themes incorporated into my entries. I summarized 2004 in two parts; the first part focused on global events while second part was a glance back at my life through out 2004. It is again another mostly truthful entry, show the bleak feelings and the movement towards a brighter world. “Cheers to a better future”, wrote Wee Jian in reply.

I guess I also wanted to archive the early 2004 entries, signifying another move away from the past. But I’ll leave them there to show to “transition” and anyway it looks kind of weird to archive only a few entries. Ok, welcome to the 2005 entries. 2005 started off really “rocky” for me personally, with a little fever and some complications over cyberworld intrusion. But I really didn’t want to reflect it as I completed America and the world Part 2, a rather skimpy review on US foreign policy. To cast away certain complications I was facing then, I turned to my music files when I realized I had quite a substantial number of MIDI files. One of them was Don McLean’s “American Pie” and it was a short MIDI clip, but one thing led to the other and after around a week or so America’s American Pie was produced, one of the longest entries thus far. It was a sort of mixed music-social issues sort of entry, but it was more because of my deep interest in the true meaning behind the song. As I remarked in it and in later entries, it is rare to find songs that have such depth in its meaning and message nowadays. I favour such songs above rap and heavy rock songs.

Following along the theme of music came this rather frank entry: Morning Glory, a review of Kent Ridge Hall’s production, where Amandae was the assistant director. I say frank because I held nothing back when I wrote that review. It is rather harsh in some way, but even if the Musical is an original one, there are many areas that could have been “tweaked up”. After that, most of my entries were spaced out due to work commitments but I manage to squeeze in another long one, Life, Courts, Governments and Families. I suppose euthanasia was one of the few social issues that I did not find boring, especially since I debated several motions on that topic. I can’t remember whether I wrote any GP essays on that, but I know I have a stack of articles on that topic somewhere. But without referring to that stack and using like only CNN.com as my source (which no normal student should use), I produced that few thousand article. It wasn’t exactly one that I felt strongly about, not like my military articles or even “American Pie” the song, but it just came out with such fervour.

So perhaps 2005 saw me riding a different wave in Jeneral’s World. Perhaps. Again I will not give a definite answer to that. I suppose just like the historians select the facts to build the story, with them knowing that the facts do not come to them pure (this is History S stuff), I was selectively choosing events to remark and remember by by writing them down. Thus entries like We are the champions and Officer, Scholar, Gentlemen and ladies? came about. While they can be considered the “reflective” entries, they are also down because they are issues dear to my heart, no matter whether they seem (or are) figments of the past.

Then came the question of retreating to the past. It was quite the contrary with the three SCIP (Study cum Immersion Programme) entries: Frankenberg, Deutschland: Der Anfang, Frankenberg, Deutschland: Die Erfahrung and Frankenberg, Deutschland: Nachwirkungen ; they are up to re paint the beauty of that time and hopefully one of the other “twelve apostles” might chance on it and give me a buzz. Yes, I’ve lost contact with most of those who journey with me back then. The latter two entries are not completed at all and I’ll get off my lazy bum one day to finish them. Prospect of that happening is very minute but it shall happen.

The rest of the 2005 entries are a bit more up beat and positive if you look at them with a certain perspective but I don’t believe there’s any pattern there. Passion AC is one event that I felt very strongly about (more specifically I felt the presence of God that evening) and thus such a thought-filled entry came about. Then came another “debater-whacking style” entry, History and its teachings. Even if I wasn’t a History S or History student for that matter, I still would have argued in that manner and fervour. I mean, every one else, reporters and youths in the Youthlink section were all toying the same line, which was, to simply put it, general and too politically correct. Thus my entry came up but since my diary is hardly scanned by others outside and reporters, the message only went across to a few such as Chih Hung, Mr. Loh Kah Seng and Wee Jian. All, which I may add, told me to publish my entry in the Straits Times Forum. But I guess I’m not the type to state vies publicly. Besides, the entry is longer than the maximum word limit for a Straits Times Forum article.

Thus because of everyone was walking the same line, one Straits Times reporter wrote another similar article in the front page, focusing on how the History syllabus should be revamped here and how it should be taught. I could only stand that much and fired off/wrote a very polite (I’m not being sarcastic) entry to the reporter (since her email address was listed in the article). After receive a reply from her which was oh so the typical “ignore question” response, I wrote Responding accurately. That was thus the first time I wrote and got a reply from an ST reporter, but it wasn’t my last. Iran and its nuclear ambition was written after I received a reply from Mr. Jonathan Eyal, who disagreed with most of my points on the Iranian Nuclear Crisis. But I was perturbed because was a great exchange and all his articles are have strong arguments on world issues.

You may then ask: Where are you NS-related entries? Why are there so few? My answer would be it all depends on what I deemed as worthy to write about over here. There nothing about biased about that; in fact NS life had its fun and excitement, but also lethargy. So only cute parts like when I made to “review” and NJC yearbook (see The book to the past ) were noted down. The rest of the 2005 entries I think were mainly a hodgepodge of stuff: a drama review (The Birds), another Military Article and another “hit out at a local issue” entry. But unlike the early 2004 entries, they all were cheerful and upbeat entries, summed up in The past year.

2006 was the last stretch in the race to end my National Service term and naturally one would suppose I would be beating with much excitement. It was quite the opposite though and but a long story. Even so, Keep the literary beauty came up, an entry which took more deliberation over. This was not because I did not know what to say, but rather because of the author of the article I was writing about. (Read the entry and you’ll understand why). This was another case an issue that I felt strongly about. Afterwards, the same person who wrote that entry would “hit” out at another similar Forum article on the same topic. And thus, I complemented it with Literature: A tool or a subject?. These however, were not before another ACS-related entry, ACS(I) IB Pte Ltd. Claire is right, I am loyal to my Alma Mater; in fact, both Alma Maters. But I guess that entry was more a trivial one meant to de-stress me. Oh yeah, speaking of it, I’ve told Claire and Chih Hung a few others about the crazy things that transpired during my secondary school days. However, the other day at Stephanie’s house, I discovered that all the bullying and teasing and nonsense across my four years was nothing compared to what those in the years before and after me did. In a nutshell, all the ACSians who passed through ACS (I) and ACJC were “scaring” the IB kids (the new “guinea pigs” of ACS(I)) with the most hilarious stories. Many include tales from the toilet (too many too tell) and tales from classroom antics. And I thought it was bad enough that we locked each other up in the broom closet and exploded a fire extinguisher. “With you girls around, the boys definitely and more guai”, we “older” ACSians concluded.

Anyway, back to the topic. Another drama review came up and yes it was another Kent Ridge Hall production, Memories of a Red Autumn and Amandae was the director this time round. Just like my review of “Morning Glory”, this article was as accurate/frank as possible with nothing held back. Yes, it was less critical, but that was because this production was indeed an excellent original musical. Ah, read and you’ll see why.

Actually, on a small note, the performance came up in February but this entry came up only in March because of work commitments and laziness. Many of the subsequent entries were also sort of late. I guess that’s a certain habit while writing entries, long or short. I’m just not the typical write on the spot person. But there must be substance to each entry and therefore I take a time to craft out each entry, whether regarding serious issues of just common “coffeeshop talk”. When I told Claire that, she said something like “it depends on one style” (Or something to that effect). As late as the updates come, at least they are there right?

The mixture of various types of entries came up until I got caught up with another local issue, Singapore’s General Election. Apparently some people were remarked about how ignorant the younger generation was about the political futuree of Singapore. Or something like that. Thus, I brainstormed for quite a while before Political Apathy? I don't think so came up. Brainstorm meant my typical doodling on a piece of paper, just like in old debating days. I don’t know how spot on accurate I was for no one gave any feedback on it. But I’m um sort of proud of it.

That was May 2006 and something else big cropped up almost immediately the elections—the release of the Da Vinci Code the movie. It wasn’t like it was a surprising release of the movie and I really wanted to write a “against the DVC” entry. But after reviewing more than two dozen websites on which hit out on the topic and after listening to some talks about it, I felt that I did not want to be an old “tape recorder” and state the same old arguments in my entry. So I launched into the biggest research project since JC, pouring deeper and deeper into each arugment and each example. After around two and a half weeks of writing and re-writing My two “hit at the DVC” entries,Part One and Part Two were finally produced. More than seven thousand words, not including the acknowledgements at the end. An all time record for me and I guess something that would make your eyes go blurry. Nevertheless, I really wished for comments on this. Thus I fired off an email to various individuals and waited for some constructive criticisms. I got several from Lucas, Amandae and Alex Wee, who all incidentally are Catholics. Her are some of their comments (sorry for sidetracking again):

“well firstly why does this kind of pulp fiction have to be grounded on facts? i mean your very strict requirements on how historical fiction has to be grounded on fact seems rather extremist. I’m arguing for the suspension of disbelief. as you rightly point out, many points of Brown's work will not stand if he got his facts right. but for the sake of his plot, he chooses to alter certain bits and voila, that makes for interesting and controversial fiction. that makes money too, of course. suspension of disbelief, man.--Lucas

He also stated that Catholics don’t worship the Virgin Mary. I may have hinted that in part of my article and Amandae clarified it further:

From what I understand, these holy people are held in high regard (but not worshipped because there is only one God) because they were once sinners too. Sinners who have repented through prayer, faith and extraordinary acts of devotion. In other words, they are role models for us. As sinners themselves, these saints have shown that it is possible for human beings to follow the way of God (as in being Christ like in our thoughts and actions, which in modern day times translates to being a moral being and having integrity and sense of justice). Interestingly, there is a patron saint for almost every cause/vocation, including lost causes! That is why young Catholics chose a saint's name at confirmation, a saint that they can personally relate to, some one who would inspire them to lead a holier life.

Oh but Mother Mary is slightly different. She was chosen by God to carry his child, and that makes her the Greatest of all saints (but she is still human) by virtue of the fact that she was given this honour. --Amandae

Alex Wee touched on the Apocrypha too. My main source stemmed from Wikipedia, but his comments showed much more accuracy I think.

As for the apocrypha...it means "hidden things" in Greek...they were texts written in Greek I believe...except for one in Latin, which was a point of controversy for the early catholic church during the translation of the bible. All the canonical books had Hebrew versions...basically these texts were found in the Greek bibles (Septuagint, the Greek version of the old testament) and no Hebrew versions could be found. After much controversy...(to cut a long story short...there were scholarly arguments, and not all in the catholic church felt the same way about the apocrypha, which led to a vote), today's catholic bibles include select texts in their bible prints and they are termed as deuterocanonical...which means "secondary canons". (some reason these texts to be divine as the Septuagint was used during the time of our Lord and the Apostles...Greek was more common than Hebrew! If the texts were not divinely inspired, surely the apostles and disciples would have warned people about it!)

They are, Tobit, Judith, the Wisdom of Solomon, Baruch, and 1 and 2 Maccabees, Sirach (Ecclesiasticus), as well as a few additions to Esther and Daniel. (This list is based on what is mentioned on my own bible...although there are a few others like Susanna and Bell and the Dragon, which are there for interest-reading and aren't listed as deuterocanonical)

The deuterocanonicals =/= apocrypha. Get that right...there are tons of apocrypha texts...which are all interesting reads...quite a lot of apocalyptical literature in them! But, they are in no way recognized as sacred texts by the catholic church, except the select few!--Alex.

Thanks a heap again guys. But even after that record breaking entry, I told myself that that would not be the last long article. It certain wasn’t but in order for me to repeat that feat again, I needed some extremely interesting subject that is worth research and arguing about. However, it was back to the reviewing of plays/drama with the entry Tell me more, tell me more, a slight critical review of the stage musical Grease!. See, there also no biase here, even though it is an award winning musical.

But this was around June, where a sudden twist in my life was about to occur. It was the entry back in the world of Academia as seen by Challenging but I'm taking it on. Ok, so you can see that finally my rusty brain cells were starting to work again. As I remarked in later entries, I also found the space (hard to definite) that I wanted here. However, while working on the Malaysian Foreign Policy, I conjured up another GP-ish article titled We write the words that the whole world reads . Ok, it was sort of GP with me adding some sarcasm and humour to liven it up and just like this entry, like was about online diary writing. On second thoughts, I’ll like to edit certain parts of it but I kind of like the phrase that I conjured over there. (Read the entry). Then again, I shall reiterate that I mean no offence to any organization or individual when I coined that phrase and made those arguments.

It was also around that time in June 2006 that I wanted to get back to my Frankenberg entries and finish them. But that really would drain my brain power which was being sapped away (ok over exaggeration) by the research at IDSS. So I picked one of the more memorable events—our farewell presentation to our German hosts—and wrote it in a the style of a drama. It’s sort of first person narrative style drama, which I don’t think is a proper literature device at all, but it nevertheless it does bring about bits of laughter when you read it. (I hope).

Then came along Claire who livened up the space that I had even further. I shan’t repeat what was mention in Of deep thoughts and conversations, but yes it was amazing how the conversation flowed. However, business remained business first as we both focused on our work first. Or rather, Claire was more focused than I was, to tell you the truth. But even as the second project came along, I still continued to write stuff which caught my eye, such as the North Korean missile tests. To inject a personal touch and again to make a serious entry lively, I wrote a song in North to Korea, go north the launch is on and even showed it to Claire. It was the first time I re wrote a song but not the last as you would note in my more recent entries.

So both of us continued talking and I discovered her talent of songwriting which sparked another part of my brain and told me to get and old project, my drama/musical, “This is Where I came in” restarted. But I lost concentration after the many hours of discussions with Dr. Emrys Chew, Bobby and Clarie. It’s all recounted Brain Draining yet Exhilarating . Gosh, I really wish I could remember word for word of what Dr. Chew mentioned. I mean everything because it was so rich in content. The stuff on IPE, the history of IPE in India, his comments on the accuracy of the Bible and Christian issues. Oh yes, I really wish I could remember what he said the RJC/RI motto also meant besides “Towards a better future.” It was really hilarious. Also what he said about “The Best is Yet to Be” really is something to reflect about.

Claire popped the expected question of why I did not fulfill 12 years of ACSian schooling. I thus wrote Wonderful Opportunities which really doesn’t answer the question. It’s something well best told face to face to close friends I guess. But yes I wouldn’t have given away those chances away for anything else.

Ooh, we’ve come to the oh so famous entry, Tackling another area of the arts. On hindsight, my review of certain parts wasn’t exactly accurate but that was because I didn’t really pay attention then. But yes, they did inspire me to listen to a larger range of music and explore the local music scene along the Esplanade area. I said “they” and not just one of them. And yes, I stand by what I said: That their vocal talents were way better than the Singapore Idols.

Life at IDSS naturally couldn’t last forever but the finer moments were captured in entries like As time goes by and especially Memories of IDSS. Again, I must state that despite the length of the acknowledgement for each individual in the latter entry, all of them really made my time at IDSS an extremely memorable one.

The rest of the entries, well I leave for your notation. (Copied that line from Pastor Kenneth Huang). Thus is the history of Jeneral’s World from early 2003 until now. In some cases there are patterns while for others it’s just a jumbled mixture of thoughts, recollections, pondering and commentary. Some entries do show the idiosyncratic parts of me, some really are honest opinions, while others are censored slightly for personal reasons. But I guess that’s my own take on writing on my own online diary. It may differ vastly from the norm, but I does see a vehement objection for my avid readers and in any case, it’s mine. (Satisfied smile). Then yes, one of my most recent ( and another favourite) is IMF-WB Meetings in town: My View.

So what will my future entries be like? As many of my past entries have shown, it all depends on time and circumstance. You may see a lesser number of current affairs type entries for I’ll leave my energy for my own academic work rather. You may see more personal recollections but definitely not the typical “Today, I woke up and…” kind of stuff. There will definitely be a larger gap between entries and another round of “late submissions” as I plunge back into the world of studying. The next lot of entries could also be more liberal with a lesser degree of censorship but personal thoughts will not always be added. You may also see more pictures on my site.

And thus, Jeneral’s World moves on to a greater plain.

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