It's been a while... by ChatGPT

It's been a while since I opened this blog. I need to clean up this blog. Can you see the dust is already this thick? lol...

I don't want to talk about thoughts. Or should I? Hmmm...

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I think we should talk about this. Moreover, this is a personal blog, right? But let's do it this way. Usually, when I write about the blog. I will type everything that is coming right out of my mind. Once I have done writing, I will read the blog once again and do the editing part. Either correcting the typo or the inconsistent or ambiguous sentences. Now, let's do it this way. I will type everything and let the ChatGPT do the editing part. 

First thing first, let the thought begin...

It's been a while since I have written the blog. It was 2022 back then. It was COVID time. Everything was a mess. But don't you dare say that it isn't anymore. It is still crumbling apart, but somehow, I try my best to keep it solid. There is always an upside-down situation. I could even say that, today I'm still in a down situation and trying to reach the upside part of my life. Sometimes, I questioned myself, what should I do next? Is it what I really want? Is this for the sake of my life or others? Sometimes I wonder what happened if I had not done that or this? What if I did that or this? Nevertheless, this situation makes me more mature than before ( I hope so).

Do you believe in coincidence? I play Spotify while writing this post. Now it's playing Memories by Maroon 5. Just kidding, I play the song intentionally. I like this part of the song...

"Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not"

Why? Because I really wish you were here, but you are not. I also wish I was there but I am not. Well, If I check through Google Maps, we've been apart for more than 50 km (no, sorry, I do not check that actually). Wow. what is wrong with me? Too many lies in a single post? This is not who I used to be. 

Now (at the moment I write this part), it's playing "I'm just a kid" by Simple Plan. This is the truth. I do not do anything. But somehow, it suits the feeling, except for the part that I'm not a kid anymore. Yep, I'm not a kid anymore. I have to be more mature. I have to. I must. This year, this city, this country makes me more mature.

Talking about maturity, what do you think about maturity? What are the criteria for being mature? How could you define "Ah that person is really mature"? By age? By her/his wisdom? By her/his looks? What do you think about that? Have you thought about that? Does it mean that we cannot get spoiled again by others? Does it mean you have to do everything on your own? 

Well, I think that would be it for today's post. I will try my best to write again (hopefully). Actually, I need to write, but not about personal posts. I need to write more about scientific papers with so many rules. I have to get used to writing a formal article about something more useful than this...

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Now, this is the fun part. I'm gonna copy paste this post and ask ChatGPT to correct it and make it into a good posting. However, I will set some rules for the ChatGPT. These are the criteria that I will ask Ken (my ChatGPT name) to meet:

• Write it in a cheerful but deep style meaning;
• Make it into an interesting article;
• Use clear and simple wording;
• You could add more sentences or paragraphs to this article.

Here is the result...

It’s been a while since I last wrote here. Back in 2022, the world was in COVID chaos, everything felt upside-down. And while some things have improved, let’s be honest – life can still feel like a mess sometimes. But here I am, doing my best to keep things together. Life’s a constant back-and-forth, a tug-of-war between “up” and “down.” Right now, I’m somewhere in the middle, trying to climb my way back up. There are days I wonder, “What’s next?” and question whether I’m on the path I want, or if I’m walking someone else’s journey. We all have those “what if” moments. What if I’d taken a different road, and made a different choice? But in a way, these thoughts are grounding. They remind me that I’m growing – or at least, I hope I am.

Funny thing about timing – right now, Spotify’s playing Memories by Maroon 5. Ok, yes, I might have chosen it on purpose, but it’s a good match. Especially the line:

"Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not"

That one hits. I wish certain people were here, but they’re not. And some days, I wish I could be somewhere else too, but I’m here. Life has a way of keeping us all separated by miles, whether it’s 50 km or half the world, and it’s wild how much distance can feel like a world away.

Now, I’m Just a Kid by Simple Plan is playing. Yeah, I’m not actually a kid anymore, though sometimes that song just fits. Maturity feels a bit strange to talk about. It’s this thing we’re all supposed to reach, but what does it even mean? Is it age? Wisdom? Or just not needing others as much? Maturity can be hard to pin down. Maybe it’s a mix of accepting that we’re not kids anymore and still giving ourselves the grace to grow.

Anyway, that’s it for today. I’ll try to post more often, but life has a funny way of pulling me in other directions. Besides, I’ve got some “serious” writing to do – like scientific papers, with rules and citations. Definitely not as casual as this, but hey, one step at a time.

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Which one do you like better?