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Eric at 10:36, 13 June 2026

2026-06-13T10:36:10Z

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			== IMPORTANT NOTICE ==

			me from the future here, i will no longer be using this page! this will be a catalogue for when i used to practice my writing, but now i'll migrate to another collection to, well, collect my ... stuff ... yeah. (^o^)


	== Day 179 ==		== Day 179 ==

Eric at 07:34, 30 August 2025

2025-08-30T07:34:00Z

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			== Day 179 ==

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			'''Go outside the box'''

			Don't ask me how I did what I did, but I've just overcame an obstacle that has long been in my way and probably in most other people's ways: being scared of losing.

			Well, shouldn't consciousness be beneficial? Well, let me explain. In contests, when you are scared of losing and scared of the stakes you often go for a safer, more certain, but often slower strategy. But because you're nervous, that "safe" strategy is not the safest anymore - there's always a chance to fail, and that chance is not a slight one. If you do fail, you'll probably opt for an even slower strategy, sending you in a negative feedback loop. However, people who do take risks often have the pleasure of succeeding, which leads them to take more risks and - because of their mental momentum and their relaxed state - they are more likely to succeed, sending them into a positive feedback loop.

			Tennis is the same. If you hit slower shots, it gives your opponents an opportunity and you often lose. Then you go even safer, and you lose harder. It's a loop that, as soon as you get inside, it's very difficult to get back outside. The only possible way to stop this downwards spiral is to get rid of your "afraid of losing" mentality. The way I did it is through some not-so-extensive thinking. It's quite obvious that most competitions are just you against another fellow human, and that the rules are made up by other humans. Success and loss are defined by other people. Firstly, why would you care about how others see you as? Second, what does it matter if you lose? What does it even mean to "lose"? Just because you are worse than someone else doesn't mean you're bad in any way, shape or form. This logic can also be carried on to "annual competitions" where the stakes are seemingly "high". What if I define a competition that happens per 100 years and advertise it so everyone knows? Is that high stakes? Essentially, it's just the same as a daily competition. The only possible outcomes are winning and losing, and they don't matter that much.

			Hopefully this helps, because as far as I can observe many people seem to struggle with this problem. There are also "competitional-type people" who have an innate confidence in theirselves which stops them from going into that cycle. In conclusion, however, all of this "winning and losing" ramble is just simple logic of whether you care about an outcome defined by others.

			*PS: Writing the last sentence I just thought of NAZA's famous sentence for no reason, but again, that's an amazing quote even though it may seem like chicken soup for the soul.

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Eric: /* Day 178 */

2025-08-16T05:32:21Z

Day 178

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	'''hi'''		'''Push through, breakthrough'''

			If you didn't know, I have became somewhat of a grinder of tennis competitions. Every week, Friday to Sunday, I would participate in competitions which usually lasts over two hours, sometimes even three. Yesterday, however, I practiced the drum set for two hours just before the competition and oh boy, was I exhausted.

			At first I was looking at how my opponents play and said to myself "yeah, I shouldn't have too much trouble winning". Then I noticed that after the warmup my legs and arms were already sore, and my brain cells already felt fried. As I kept playing, I couldn't help but notice two things: one, my legs were not listening to orders from my brain and two, sometimes my mind just zones out. At the end I kept missing simple returns, which cost me what should have been an easy match. As I rested, I tried all sorts of relaxation, but none of them worked. My muscles kept tensing up when absolutely unnecessary and wasting all the precious energy I should have been using in returning critical shots.

			As I kept playing the second match, every movement was a chore. My racket was normally at an optimal weight: now it felt like a burden I had to swing around my shoulder every time. Further shots became increasingly difficult to reach. I decided to go for more conservative approaches and only swing hard when the opportunity gets so pronounced it's unmissable. Somehow, through all my exhaustion and powerlessness, I won the second round. Then, suddenly, everything felt lifted off my shoulders. I grew wings. My body felt lighter than ever. My brain suddenly reactivated, and every shot was slowed down to a crawl. I could easily juke my opponents if I wanted to. Even though I lost the last match, not only did I improve my stamina by a large margin, but also grew my experience.

			When I finished my first match, I was furious at myself. I knew I could do better, but my body simply refused me. Now I understand: sometimes doing better isn't the goal. Pushing through is simply the best thing you can do, and as long as you push through, breakthroughs happen. Growth occurs naturally; it is not something you should force.

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Eric: /* Day 177 */

2025-08-16T04:36:11Z

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			'''hi'''



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Eric: /* Day 176 */

2025-08-15T03:37:40Z

Day 176

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			'''Rain'''

			In my place, the rain has an erratic mind of its own, unbound and unpredictable. One second you look out the window, blinded by the blaze of the sun, in awe of the azure, cloudless sky pure as water, and breathing in the radiant vibrance of summer that leaks from your window into your room. A blink, and all that's before you is a darkened black-and-white image of what once was, with the sky sighing loudly and raindrops crashing on the ground.

			Sometimes, it's happy and just wishes some light-hearted mischief. As you walk out of a building towards a transparent sky and a beaming sun, one singular droplet goes "plop!" on your head as the sky begins to darken, and you run frantically to your car in fear of a developing storm, only to find that the rain consisted of only that one drop of water as the sun comes back out and mocks your ignorance. Or maybe, as you look outside, the sky suddenly puts on a dark veil and rain starts pouring through a gaping hole; but with a blink of an eye, the ground has already dried out and the sun starts smiling brighter than ever. The earthy petrichor floats into your nostrils, and a light breeze blows across your skin like a blanket. Sometimes it even allies with the wind for a prank. As it blows and blows, the rustling of leaves, grass and all plants alike perfectly mimics the beautiful soundscape of a curtain of rain, and you prepare an umbrella only to find that it was all an unmalicious façade.

			Pray though, that it's not in a bad mood, for it does not care about anything as it cries and roars. Huge drops pound violently on the ground and threaten to shatter car windows. Huge puddles accumulate seconds after. The rain splats on tree branches and breaks them off like toys; it splats on unsuspecting heads, an unrelenting machine gun from the skies; it splats on umbrellas as the wind huffs and puffs until they snap and are rendered useless; it splats on car engines, windows, sunroofs, doors, and trunks, surrounding people inside from all sides with the terrifying sound. The mist engulfs then like a beast closing its mouth. The wind is an unstoppable, formidable force. It blows away all scents, leaving nothingness in its place. It forms an invisible wall in front of people, squeezing the air out of their lungs and stabbing needles into their skin. A helpless scene, of cars barely crawling across the streets, of people seeking futile shelter, until the streets die out under a blinding downpour; grass bends, trees snap, and people hide from this terrifying monster. Lifeless. Helpless. It consumes. It destroys. It annihilates.

			But no matter it be happy or angry, in euphoria or in a rampage, it is always temporary. As the rulers of the sky eventually reclaim their power and banish those anomalous clouds into nothingness, the world peaces out again. Birds chirp, grass straighten their bent backs, and trees stand tall. Scents return, this time of flowery sweetness and earthy goodness. Monstrous winds return into gentle breezes, comforting your skin and carefully picking those needles out like a nurse. Everything goes back to normal, as if nothing has happened, as if nothing ever happened, and as if nothing will ever happen.

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Eric: /* Day 175 */

2025-08-13T05:40:02Z

Day 175

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			== Day 176 ==

			--- Eric version ---

			'''The Legend of Hei'''

			So recently I decided to watch the legend of Hei simply because he was a super duper cute kitty, and oh my god the storytelling was incredible. This might honestly be one of the best fusions of being complicated and having an intricate storyline while still being clean.

			I need not tell the story here - just search it up on rednote and there'll be a thousand posts on it lol. I do wish to talk about its two aspects though. I'll start with what I think made this movie/animation great: its character relationships are clean. Don't get me wrong, Chinese movies never disappoint in the complicated relationships every character has, but in Hei everything can be boiled down more or less to just one word. For example, Hei and Wuxian's relationship is simply mentor-student, and Wuxian and Luye's relationship is mentor-student as well, even though they are of the opposite gender and have so much in similar. If it was any other movie they would almost definitely have a romantic relationship, but definitely not in the legend of Hei! I appreciate this on two sides: first, it makes the entire movie experience much simpler by removing the more confusing aspects of character development, what we may call 纠缠不清 in Chinese. Second, it offers a great respite from all the love stories out there where either a student and mentor find love or something else, and - although you would think that love experiences could foster creativity - the lack of it makes this movie even more creative and impressive.

			The second is its intricate storyline. Even though most characters are cartoon-like, the story is incredibly serious. A war of two species - not only a simple arms war, but one with deep relationships. To not spoil anything, I won't dive into the details, but I still need to give one example to illustrate just how mature the story actually is compared to the animations.

			Bad guy: "blah blah blah super bad dude yapping bout why war and relationships are tense"

			Some guy: "Cut it. The guild - no, WE do not need your reason."

			Bad guy: "But will you tell them the truth?"

			Some guy: "[epic frowning]"

			Bad guy: "You will not. Thus you will treasure this reason. I'll go to ... to [proceeds to yap]"

			Some guy: "No. You will not go to ... You're not going anywhere. For the foreseeable, nobody will know where you are."

			A complicated and ever-evolving storyline never fails to hook in a viewer, and this movie took full advantage. With the characters' relationships being simple, viewers are allowed to focus more on how the plot develops, for example: how is the war going to develop? How is it going to end? What will the guild do? What will the humans do? Will there even be a war? In most other series, however, the only thing viewers can focus on is the overcomplicated love relationships, and it is impossible to fully figure those relationships out due to their sheer complexity.

			Of course this is just my opinion, but for me, a cute kitty cat with simple relations and a complicated storyline is kinda fire 🔥

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Eric: /* Day 175 */

2025-08-12T07:43:05Z

Day 175

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	Surprise, surprise, I have so many other stories to tell that support my point, like Annoying Villagers, where a species went from fighting for survival to fighting for expansion of their kingdom. But for the sake of length I will refrain from telling them. To wrap this all up, I only have one sentence: know what you want. Not what you desire, but what you wanted in the first place. This is especially advice to hardworking people - did you want money to live a comfortable life, or did you want money because money is money?		Surprise, surprise, I have so many other stories to tell that support my point, like Annoying Villagers, where a species went from fighting for survival to fighting for expansion of their kingdom. But for the sake of length I will refrain from telling them. To wrap this all up, I only have one sentence: know what you want. Not what you desire, but what you wanted in the first place. This is especially advice to hardworking people - did you want money to live a comfortable life, or did you want money because money is money?

	/* Disclaimer: I know I made a lot of mistakes in the story description, please do not strike me down for oversimplifying the story originally it's a few hours long T_T		/* Disclaimer: I know I made a lot of mistakes in the story description, please do not strike me down for oversimplifying the story originally it's a few hours long T_T */

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Eric: /* Day 175 */

2025-08-12T07:42:54Z

Day 175

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	Surprise, surprise, I have so many other stories to tell that support my point, like Annoying Villagers, where a species went from fighting for survival to fighting for expansion of their kingdom. But for the sake of length I will refrain from telling them. To wrap this all up, I only have one sentence: know what you want. Not what you desire, but what you wanted in the first place. This is especially advice to hardworking people - did you want money to live a comfortable life, or did you want money because money is money?		Surprise, surprise, I have so many other stories to tell that support my point, like Annoying Villagers, where a species went from fighting for survival to fighting for expansion of their kingdom. But for the sake of length I will refrain from telling them. To wrap this all up, I only have one sentence: know what you want. Not what you desire, but what you wanted in the first place. This is especially advice to hardworking people - did you want money to live a comfortable life, or did you want money because money is money?

	\* Disclaimer: I know I made a lot of mistakes in the story description, please do not strike me down for oversimplifying the story originally it's a few hours long T_T		/* Disclaimer: I know I made a lot of mistakes in the story description, please do not strike me down for oversimplifying the story originally it's a few hours long T_T

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Eric: /* Day 175 */

2025-08-12T07:42:46Z

Day 175

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	Surprise, surprise, I have so many other stories to tell that support my point, like Annoying Villagers, where a species went from fighting for survival to fighting for expansion of their kingdom. But for the sake of length I will refrain from telling them. To wrap this all up, I only have one sentence: know what you want. Not what you desire, but what you wanted in the first place. This is especially advice to hardworking people - did you want money to live a comfortable life, or did you want money because money is money?		Surprise, surprise, I have so many other stories to tell that support my point, like Annoying Villagers, where a species went from fighting for survival to fighting for expansion of their kingdom. But for the sake of length I will refrain from telling them. To wrap this all up, I only have one sentence: know what you want. Not what you desire, but what you wanted in the first place. This is especially advice to hardworking people - did you want money to live a comfortable life, or did you want money because money is money?

	* Disclaimer: I know I made a lot of mistakes in the story description, please do not strike me down for oversimplifying the story originally it's a few hours long T_T		\* Disclaimer: I know I made a lot of mistakes in the story description, please do not strike me down for oversimplifying the story originally it's a few hours long T_T

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Eric at 07:42, 12 August 2025

2025-08-12T07:42:30Z

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			== Day 175 ==

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			'''Corrosion'''

			I'll start this diary by telling a story. A story of a creator. His name is X!Gaster (and I know this is anime as hell and to that I reply yes, the series is lowkey kinda anime).

			He was a talented person, gifted with an ability named "overwrite". This allowed him to rewrite the stories of his creations, much like scrapped versions of an OC, AKA an original character. As he had two "children", Chara and Frisk, he decided to use this ability to create a story where everyone is happy. He starts with a wonderful world with a friend (I), a kind father (II), and a benevolent mother (III), but deems it too boring. He then proceeds to turn one of his "children" evil and create tragedy. But Chara tried to fight back, and for that he punished the siblings. Entry 5, and the world hates the two children. They try to fight back multiple times, only for Chara to get manipulated by X!Gaster and kill Frisk over and over again. As Chara regains consciousness, he decided to manipulate another character to fight back against X!Gaster, but that character saw right through his lies and fused his own soul with Chara's to stop the chaos.

			And that, marks the end of the story, with everyone else either distressed or being controlled by X!Gaster except for Cross and Chara, who are fighting their own war. Was it a good story? Of course, with all the fourth-wall breaking and stuff. But were the characters happy? Absolutely not. This brings me to the point of this note: what did X!Gaster even want to do? He went from wanting his "children" to be happy, to trying to create the best story, no matter the cost. Some may say he was blinded by power, while some may say he was selfish. Both of them are right, but to summarize: their intentions were corroded. Think about it: what would one do if they suddenly gained the ability to write a story for people? They would follow mostly the same path as X!Gaster.

			Surprise, surprise, I have so many other stories to tell that support my point, like Annoying Villagers, where a species went from fighting for survival to fighting for expansion of their kingdom. But for the sake of length I will refrain from telling them. To wrap this all up, I only have one sentence: know what you want. Not what you desire, but what you wanted in the first place. This is especially advice to hardworking people - did you want money to live a comfortable life, or did you want money because money is money?

			* Disclaimer: I know I made a lot of mistakes in the story description, please do not strike me down for oversimplifying the story originally it's a few hours long T_T

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