NONSENSE

I have lost the urge to post as much as before, no longer do I map out my posts in my head and think of what I'm going to post everyday.

I think I'd better start again, its not like I'm doing anything else productive.

>:/

My wasted holiday.

Heck. I'll be complaining about how I've not been relaxing to the fullest in a month if this keeps up.

WORK HARD, PLAY HARDER.

not sit around your bed longer.

Duuuude. You're growing fatter by the second.

(stop reminding me) T_T

Existential crisis is stretching longer and longer, because my lovely weighing scale is gone.

....I think I shall buy one and keep it a secret from my family.

if only I knew where to get one.

Now that's a plan.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.