Archive for February 2008
i write therefore i am ? ?
believe it or not, i got sick of writing here for a while.  esp since it was the new year season.  there’s something about the new year that makes, nay, entices people to reminisce about the year before, all the good, bad, ugly and blah-di-blah-blah that had gone on during the past 365 days. that of course leads to the ever-popular annual ritual making useless resolutions that they (I) will never ever keep nor achieve in 100 years, much less a year. so obviously, I kept away from all the icky goodness and temptation.  there’s not much point in making promises to yourself that you’re not going to keep, is there?
writing, to me at least, is about purging, and not about stuffing oneself with more responsibilities and worries. why take away the fun of writing for leisure? 
  i already get enough of that writing corporate-ese at work anyway. not that I’m hacking my first proper writing job, but still one gets tired of typing proper english and big words very easily, esp if it’s not a subject you’re familiar with.
i entertained thoughts, for a while, of giving up this blog. it’s not that there isn’t anything I want to write.  from day to day, I have thoughts and lines flashing through the rather empty space I call my mind that I’d like to note down, but unfortunately i’m not blessed with a strong back to lug a laptop everywhere, and sg is also not blessed to have FREE wi-fi covering every single inch of the island. I’m also too paiseh to snap pictures everywhere and anywhere, and subsequently too lazy to download them into the PC, touch them up and upload them onto Photobucket. There also doesn’t seem to be anything gained from rambling on and on about my mundane life. At least blogs with a theme get repeated traffic which could mean income (oooh) some time in the future.
but then nicthegeek cannot disappear! what would I do if nicthegeek disappeared? I would spend all my free time watching dramas and playing psp, break times eating, gossiping and playing psp, and office hours working! where else could I tell pple that ngak (and the ang mo pais) is my new hero?? what would evenheart do if she couldn’t get away from her happening life once in a while and come enjoy mundaneness? what kind of life would that be???!!!
no, i’m not dead
i’m very much alive…
