What can I say, life is not always on a monotone note. Sometimes I met high peaks but mostly it was just layers and layers of pitless shit slurm. I also have had been stagnant in these couple of years. No major change accept that I look older and I noticed that I've lost that glint of liveliness in my eyes. That's what usually happen when you got older; the fictitious time eats your body and sips your soul. It's astounding really how a man can not grow given the opportunities that lies before him.

Truthfully I have no appetite anymore. What drives me to do what I have to do is the need to satisfy other people's need. If I live in some magical place where I don't have any responsibility, I'd be a hermit who gives no shit to the passing world.

I think I want to take this blog into a different direction. It'll be less about me and the world. No more comments about news and trends. I don't think people need any commentary blogs because a) Nobody gives a shit, really. We all just want our voices to be heard but we refuse to listen. We all are our own sage. And b) I know nothing about current affair; and let's not forget that I'm hilariously dumb. (ps- This is the part where you pretend that you disagree, feigning a terrible exasperation).

I've always been a big fan of words and sentences. They can paint a more beautiful and vivid picture- prettier than Monet, clearer than the latest High-Definition gadgetry; and mostly, stories can invoke your own version of interpretation of how you're going to feel about it. Now I should offer an advance warning that I'm neither trained nor have a speck of talent in storytelling, but I think I'm going to give it a try. I mean shit, other than time and productivity, what do I got to lose right?

This is going to be a suck-fest. I just know it.