Monday, July 27, 2009

I hate my job

Just like perhaps 90% of people on earth.

Futile isn't it? We work ourselves to death doing the things we don't want to do.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

My comfortable blanket

So I'm back again.

I took some time off blogging to try new writing styles and concepts, but it only made it more obvious to me that one can't deviate from his natural style for too long. It not only gets tiring, but it's just so damn pretentious.

I could pepper my blog with larger-than-life hyperbole and comical anecdotes, but it would take off as elegantly as a brick with a propeller.

I could write political discourse, but I don't have the interest.

I could write it like one of those many Bridget Jonesque self-depreciating commentaries, but, why?

Over the past 10 or so weeks I've learnt quite a bit.

I've learnt that I truly am not cut out for a life of achievement.

I've learnt that chilling out and doing nothing much at all is what I really want to do.

I've learnt that the world is a superficial one.

I've learnt that a nice haircut makes me more attractive.

I've learnt that there are females who had been attracted to me.

I've learnt that there are males who had been attracted to me.

I've learnt that work can be really, really tiring.

I've learnt that work is seldom rewarding.

I've learnt that I'm overworked and underpaid because people and their government both refuse to pay for their medical care.

I've learnt that I don't earn enough to avoid credit card application rejections.

I've learnt that it's really hard to work and lead a healthy lifestyle at the same time.

I've learnt a lot.

I'm still learning.