what was i thinking....

Let me see....

what can i write about....?

Hmm....

I know....

Let's talk about relationships and marriage...

Err....

Erm..



Maybe not.

Confessions of a Mild Madman....

A lot has happened since my last entry. I won't be nagging about it because it's already in the past. Furthermore, you guys must have known or read about most of it already. So why waste time right?

I posted my last entry about 7 weeks ago. For a while, I thought I was in a roll. I was writing again. But after a while, I've got tied up by my work and my fascinating procratination-self being.

Yes, I am a PROCRASTINATOR...

But, I think it's about time I got back into this blogging game. At least, there's something for me to do than whining how bored my life has been these past few years.

Hopefully, I'll be on a roll again.

I really hope I do.

You have got to be kidding me.....

I used to be very good in the 'pass-the-blame' game.

For example, when I was in school, I used to blame the teachers if I failed in my exam.

When I was a kid, I used to blame the other kids for the bruises and cuts that I got while playing at the playground.

And it goes on...

and on...

and on...

But now...

I feel I'm too old to play the blaming game anymore.

You must be thinking that maybe I've had a lil' bit too much coffee than I should have.


You see, if you read yesterday's newspaper, you'll come across a report about CSI, the tv programme.

You'll be suprised to see that the show even got the Deputy Inspector-General of Police himself, Datuk Seri Musa Hassan talking.

You'll be more suprised to read about what he had to say about the show.


"CSI and a few other series teach how to remove traces of crime," he said after the launch of a Zero Crime Campaign by Housing and Local Government Minister Datuk Seri Ong Ka Ting here.

What??

Does that mean we can't watch Gil Grissom, Horatio Caine, Mac Taylor and the rest of the gang anymore??

I mean, are they the ones who should be blamed for all the unsolved cases in our country??

Does that mean,we have to switch to TV1 and watch Gerak Khas & Tragedi instead?

Oh no.....

This can't be true....


I need some more coffee.

Satisfied??

If you read or saw the news these past few days, you'll see that the spm results are out.

These kids look really happy.

They should be. They got what they wanted. And that is good results.

But some are not that happy with their results.

I guess getting straight A's or an excellent result is everything to them.

But, it's not.

When I was in school (I went to a boarding school in Penang), the people there will tell you everyday that you have to score in your exams, whether its PMR or SPM. If you dont ace it, that means you're screwed up big time.

You know what's the best part?

I knew I'm gonna screw up.

And when the results for PMR came out, there are a few people who 'screwed up'.

And yup, that includes me.

So, for the next two years, I've got a 'screw-up' tag behind my back.

I realized that I'm not cut out to be a engineer or doctor.

So, I made it through school.

And I "ran" as far away as I can from those "science and mathematical" based courses.

Here I am now.

I'm not as successful as some of my friend are.

But I think I'll survive.

Hope so....

As you can see, this is my second try in this blog thing. I have another blog before this, but it doesn't seem to work for me.

For me, writing (or typing) a journal, a blog or whatever the heck you call it, it needs something to stimulate the senses of the writer. I mean, there's no use of having a journal or blog if you just stare at it everyday, without ever touching the keyboard to type something....right??

I'm kind of learning a lot of new stuff about this whole blog thing. Hopefully, it'll be better than my last blog.

Hopefully.

At least, I'm starting to have hopes again.

A new blog....??

I can't believe it myself.

I have a new blog.

Wow...

In my last blog, i haven't written anything for almost six months.

Who would've thought I'd make a new blog.

Anyway, welcome people.

And that includes me.