Bulleted Thoughts

I’ve been staring on this blank sheet for almost three days and I still can’t figure out how I’m going to start this entry. To start off, I’ve got nothing to say… or I am just so fucking tired right now because I can’t even think of something nice to write about.

All the ideas I have for this blog are swirling like a haze inside my head. So, instead of making an actual entry – paragraphs and all – that I usually do… I’ll have it bulleted just for the sake of posting something here.

Ø To Leave or Not To Leave

I’ve been staying here in this “sweatshop” for almost 10 months and I am getting closer to my first year anniversary. I have nothing against the company though some of the people here are not the nicest person in the world… but I really don’t give a fuck. The mere presence of a particular douchebag co-worker plus the coming of the Digital Gay Dream is like a happy pill for my every day routine. And of course, the torture of leaving my "heart" in this cubicleville makes me want to shiver and locked my feet. It’s a tough call seriously… it’s a choice between what you want and what you need. Again, another reason why I don’t want to be emotionally attached with anyone in my office because of things like this.

Ø The Japanese Invasion

After 3 long years, they came back. The only cousin whom I considered the loveliest person on Earth took a 5 day vacation here in the Pearl of the Orient. Despite of the communication barrier (since she only speaks Nihonggo), we were able to understand each other. I know… It’s really weird considering we don’t speak the same language. I only knew a few words but we could talk all day and all night. The abundance of food during her stay compensated the lack of sleep. We were literally bombarded with lots and lots…and lots of food. I gain an unbelievable amount of weight in 3 days. Now, I am killing myself just to burn all those fats away. In the end… everything went exactly the way we planned it. Except… she doesn’t like Jobhen! Hahahaha!!!

Ø The whip of Jobhen

I am an inch close from getting my ass screwed. I know that day will come soon. And if that day comes, I’ll be dead.

Ø If only I could turn back time…

I felt so sad for losing a friend over some stupid prank that I did some weeks ago. I thought it was funny but apparently it wasn’t. He got pissed and refused to accept my apology. Now, I am doing my best effort to win him back but it’s not working. As much as I wanted to talk to him and tell him how much I miss his company… he already close his doors and end our friendship. I felt awful and tormented. I wish I didn’t pull that joke. But it’s too late… So just in case you found this entry… I am really really sorry Ronald. Seriously, life is much better if we could be friends again. So I hope one day, you’ll find in your heart to accept my apology.