Some of you are expecting to see the next chapters of my "About Love" novel—joking, I mean the previous blog entry—but too bad I disappoint you. I'm losing the necessary aspiration to write such thing like love, since I'm stuck in it. Complicated to explain, anyway I will continue it ASAP.

Well, I am in impasse for another story, my visa is gonna expire soon in August and I must renew it as hasty as I could. Normally last year and last two years, I did this job in Vietnam so I had nothing to worry about, but this year—because I don't return Vietnam anymore—I must do this here. The big deal is that you only are considered to be qualified to get your visa renewed once you have something to prove to the local police and other departments that you have legal purpose to stay here. To me, is to study. You will ask me why I don't ask our school for help? Well, I did ask but still get no response yet.

Okay, I will explain. In case I want to renew the visa, I must have the study certificate. In order to get the study certificate, I must show the working certificate—means my practical training certificate—and it isn't bad enough. In order to get all the stuffs, I must contact shool officers who are responsible for this case, but too bad it's summer time so everyone are on their vacations now. I don't know how to get them and when they're back. They will kick my ass if they don't return as quick as august comes.

Yesterday, after a very long time, I wrote reports again. I mean academic report. Damn, because after I'm done with the practical training thus I—and other students as well—am forced to write such boring reports to the teachers and it is really a hard work. So paradoxical that not the language ability that matters but the formality kills my writing style. I was just more than astonied to realize that just a report could trouble me that much. I totally forgot the form of layout and text should be displayed in such academic documents. They must be all in order! Something like the line spacing, the size of text, the distance of paragraph etc. Just piss me off! I hate formality!

More than too bad, I realize that everything in relation to academic matters are all really boring to read and write. If I write a blog entry, I can write just naturally and smoothly and tidy with load of precise and flexible vocabulary. But for such an academic report, I must write as simple as possible, with the stereotyped words and phrases, under strict rules of writing. You know it really bores me 'cos I don't like something appears again and again. For example, it's the report for my whole period of practical training so they expect me to express the working experience, or the goal I achieve after being a trainee. Okay, they have some suggesting questions like "how could apply your study in work", "how you overcome the difficulty", "what you expect to gain", stuffs like that. And you know, these are all stupid questions, or say, formal questions, cliché questions. To evaluate the job, I must repeat during the report that it is very "interesting" and "interesting" and "interesting". Why interesting? Because "interesting" is such a popular and accepted word, or some say it's just polite and general to comment about things. True! The fact that it's too general so that it cannot express anything at all.

How could I say that the work is just boring, but the salary is damn amazing on the report? It's colloquial but believe me or not, that way of speech is graceful makes sense, ha ha. It makes more sense than just to say "interesting" or something similar. But of course, it's the formality in the academic environment.

Because of so, when I write a report, I feel myself as a charlatan, or a lair. I cannot even tell the truth but just something equitable even it's not what I think. I can't say I didn't apply any knowledge I gained from study into work at all but my personal living experiences. But thing is I still have to say such untrue things into reports. Okay, I'm a lair. But whatever. And who cares?

I think I'm saying like an idiot now, so I will shut up. Just a crazy though about crazy thing. In fact I'm anxious about my visa now...