I am way too cool to be your friend!

Sleepy as I am, I am trying to make up for what has been pledged by me as an everyday commitment. This blog, I mean. But as it turned out, it never was this case. Maybe during the first few days as I have been religious enough to write and post novels I would have never thought myself doing during my spare time, that is.

But hey, if you run out of things to do and got tired of doing nothing, this blog will be your constant shock absorber. Posting blogs will always be there for you - posting your frustrations, rants, would-love-to-do list, hate list and undying remarks to this oh-so-cruel-world.

If your best friend happens to give you that 'I am way too cool to be your friend' attitude, try going online, sign up for that free blog account, and have those fingers working on that keyboard for a stress-free-unlimited-talk time.

Creepy sleepy...

Just when I thought I would have the perfect timing to get to sleep that my brain starts to work and produce creative juices!Darn, the brain is such a stupid work of cells held together and cased in a skull! There are times that I just wished it would stop and rest a while...giving me the luxurious time to just ponder on the stupidest things thinkable!

Oh well, if miracles are made to happen without a logical explanation, the ever so distinct brain may also be made to be misunderstood or not to be understood at all!

Am I making any sense at all?But who cares!Haha!

A blog long overdue...

It has been a while since my last blog posting. Contrary to what people have to say, it's not the Ragnarok that is held accountable for this blog long overdue. It was the so-called job I had gotten myself into which proved to be challenging, fun and excruciating all at the same time.

Fun and challenging, it's understandable. Pretty much self-explanatory. But excruciating, oh my, this is something I would have to explain further but not in detail of course!

My short stay in the company has made me realize the ups and downs of the magazine industry. I was able to learn and absorb a gargantuan amount of experience in the field I thought was all about glamour and style and prestige.

Aside from that, there was also a toxic co-worker whom I couldn't stand to work with. But like few ethical people, I chose not to level off with this guilty son-of-a-gun who regard himself as an all-knowing, Nazi-incarnate! Unfair? Believe me, I just haven't started yet. Enumerating things that he had done is pretty much worthless as he is not WORTH my time and he is not worth a little space in my blog.

What's done is done. And I couldn't do anything about him. He was raised that way. He must learn life's lessons the way he was taught and raised, if not worse. But that's just a quarter of learning for him.

Well, all I can say is, may he have a good life and may he never experience what he made us experienced! Karma has its pace. I would leave it at that.