Thinking of a refreshing rendezvous somewhere in a far-flung island to get my ideas back!

I can't believe myself talking nonsense the other day. There are times my oddness is extravagantly poking on me. I don't know. I felt that bugging people these days is something I'll be taking seriously from now on. Oh, well there you go again all this craziness. Sometimes, there's nothing wrong to act dumb and pretend as if everything will be alright. It doesn't matter anyway or whatsoever as long as it serves you well.

Where these being crappy come from? I don't know still. I guess, let me blamed it to a lot of possible reasons which mentioning is somehow unnecessary but I'll be getting there. This all boils to one thing: I need some sort of inspiration to come up with ideas or somehow I'm getting a lot of urge to let this "whack" get out of my head. How I'll be getting used to this kind of cycle? I'm stuck in the surface. I just can’t comprehend.

On the more positive note, I think I'm eventually surviving this blogging system. I've been working non-stop in the hope that somehow I am accomplishing without expecting something in return. For the most part, no matter how people see it. Blogging is still the saddest job in the world. Anything that relates to it denotes some sort of redundant routine. I don't know. Everyone has it own mind how you view things.

As much as possible, I really don't want to linger on something like my disability as an excuse why I shouldn't feel normal just like any able bodied person does. I'm actually feeling upbeat these days that hopefully at the end of the day there's still a silver lining as I tried to believe to.

So, therefore my writing progress is some sort of lethargic. I felt restless in a matter of minutes, hours and days for taking things in a back seat. I don’t know. I think this is getting serious. See you on the road or should I say, see you on my next topic. I still have no freaking idea!

feline encounters

Poor Macha! He can't even step down the stairs without sleeping because of overeating... hussshh.. shhh shhh:)

Aren't they said to be that cats has nine lives among all the creatures with four feet? It has no scientific basis so definitely it's a myth but I don't know if I were a cat I would probably hid myself in a box and runaway somewhere [or maybe not] whenever I had opportunity to jump off from everything as an escape to all those people madly looking for me. It's just so fascinating every time cats use all their claws and all its defenses. I can't think of any other way to write an ode about them, this is some sort of at least.

He is no Garfield because he don't like Lasagne and I am the one who like it a lot as well as Inno. Somehow, the oldest dog is very much like me in many ways. A lookout. It's not that I underestimating myself most of the time the owner and pets behave very much alike nowadays. Tsskkk! Tsssk!


"Meet the ever gorgeous Uron!" Looking UP, UP, UP and Away! No it's not a bird, it's not a plane, it's superCAT! [watching out her ever demanding suitor.. They never seems get tired of yelling in the middle of night, oh gosh..] Last but not the least, PONNIE the cat [famous in the house for having a short tail of all..] Oh, yeh! He's loving the tropical sun.. :)

year ender ramblings

Now time for some more ramblings. The whole past year of 2008 is a heck of a ride. I was trying my best come up with one word to best describe it but evidently I cannot even utter a word. I can't deny that I've been drowned with so many emotional turmoil keep on crashing me down every now and then. But as I was told with the help of divine intervention I manage to take everything in like having the toughest skin as ever. Who am I to say that I would still be here, living the best days of my life.

Speaking of goals, I've never been a believer of goals lately as well as promises. I don't know why I have said that. After all these years having to laid out the lists of the things I should have, could have and would have to do; it just makes me a little disappointed because no matter what I do things never goes out on my way. Call me anything as the worst-person-in-the-world being so pessimistic at times. But it's just the way it is. No better and no worse.

Pretty much I've been living the life less traveled by so many people my age. I'm on my early twenties but it feels like I'd already live a lifetime. So many issues in my health, myself and family come along the way which I can't believe another year has passed, still the raining doesn't stop. When it will stop? Who knows?

Anyway, despite having said that I'm forever be grateful to what I call my life's gains and pains. This is what makes me go on everyday. It spiced up the redundant same routine which I was born to live through, I guess. I don't know. There are still so many things I really love to do, more friendships to cultivate, more experiences to write, more lenses to accomplish, more inspiring thoughts to think about, and more blessings to count.

Life is not knowing having to change but making the most of it. Delicious ambiguity!