In Words..

It has come to my attention that my blog is actually rather
depressing. It’s as if life is really bad. Well, actually it’s not. It’s just
that when i’m even slightly happy, i want to reap every single second of the
happiness and blogging just takes too much time out of it.

If you happened to be from a successful family, u wouldn’t
really experience much (not none,
just not as much) of the hard part of life. I’m not saying that my family is a
failure either. I have a good family. In fact, I probably have better family
than half of the Malaysian population and for that i’m grateful. I’m grateful
enough that i’m not living under a bridge somewhere sticking needle into my
arms. U don’t have to be that smart to figure this out, but if someone come
home to a bridge, chances are, their family is fucked up.

There is very little chance or none at all for us to see
these unfortunate people write a blog. But, if that ever happened, you will see
how my depressing moments are really child’s play. It’s totally a different
league. Sometimes ‘fucked up family’ is a heritance,
there’s really nothing much you can hope for if your dad or even grand dad is
homeless. Now, this is my excuse for being single and not looking. It’s simply
not appropriate for me to breed for the time being. Well ok… the ’single and
not looking’ part, that’s bullshit, I still look, i just don’t want to go near
any. Alrite…alrite… that’s bullshit too, sometimes i’m a little closer, but
i just don’t want to keep any. Oh.. fuck you… ok.. I want to keep some, i just
can’t afford any… happy now?

Do you have any idea how hard it is to wake up every single
fucking day and attempt self-motivation? If you do, then u probably understands
what the hell my blog is all about. At some point, the steam up your head is
just too hot and you need to let go some. This is called sharing your fucking
problem. If you are married or seeing someone, you can talk to them unless
they’re the problem (now that could be worst cause you probably can’t blog
either..). If u’re from a ’successful’ family, you could just spend some money
somewhere and that works too plus it also helps the economy. If you’re single
and broke my friend… this (blogging) may be your last chance before your head
explode. I just want to share with someone and i don’t even give a fuck who i’m
sharing it with and no response is required either. I’m just glad that it’s out
of my fucking head. It doesn’t even matter if no one reads it, cause as far as
i’m concerned it’s on the Internet and the word ‘inter’ is good enough for me.
How’s this for a reason for having a depressing blog, it’s not just whinning,
it’s free therapy.

Have a nice day now… My best regards to you and…
life could be good today.