Fa xie chang

I wonder how many times I have pressed the backspace before I completed this first sentence. Didn’t know how to actually start blogging. A while since I blogged and was bored so here I am moving my fingers frantically on the keyboard.

What I have accomplished these 3 weeks was so pathetic that I felt shame mentioning them here even though no one reads it. I “Duang” through everyday without any purpose in life. Many new guys came into our side and basically I find it pretty hard to settle down with them. Only a few years in age but there seems to be a generation gap between the guys and me. Maybe this will still take a while before the smooth cream comes in. Upon arrival till today, they have given me nothing but trouble. Programs, briefings and all the ‘wu eh bo eh’ comes in – just for them.

Sometime I wonder how one who has so little to do will feel so tired. Just like this guy named Jacob in my office who never fails to have ‘Wah lan eh, I am so tired today’ behind his lips.
Typing up till now, I just realized that my life is so empty… I am so wasting my life away. Not that I do not know this fact but knowing that the fact still exist till… now.

Quite a lot is in my mind right now. Why do people speak without thinking for others? (Well, I do this too but I am trying not to.) They feel that they are your close friends and will know that you won’t mind. But do they know when you do mind? Why must people be harsh to you before you start working? Why are there so many lazy people who always find trouble for you knowing that they will not like it when they encounter the same trouble? Is this world about eating up your opponent before they eat you up only? So many questions already yet there are still so many more behind the back of my mind.

People have mention that life is about being happy or at least enjoyable, fulfilling and satisfying. But how many of us is actually living a life? How many times in life are we trying to give in to others, trying to entertain others by making a fool out of ourselves and receiving mean remarks that you simply feel like stuffing your whole foot into their bloody mouth.

I was thinking is life about accepting the fact and adopting an aim so that we can live on and rot and die so that all this can end… at least for a while. Let the others fight while you rest in peace. Life is profound and I can’t really figure out how to go about doing things. Maybe my life is just full of shit and takes about 933499593 years before it can be straighten up.

Damm every post I do, everything will turn negative. This is just me. Pray for the next post to be something more exciting and happy.

To my dear blog.