Tripped, bruised, and back

And I thought I’d never blog again. Well, whadaya know? I’m back. Things have just been crazy for me. Being scammed in Thailand, riding in a 7-hour bus with three smelly men behind me, forgoing 3 flights in 2 weeks time (I bet my parents didn’t count, else I’d be buried under a pile of naggings), career dramas, emotional rollercoaster, life fucking with me….These are just one end of the spectrum. Let’s just say, I went through two tragedies of life. One is to lose my heart’s desire. And the other is to gain it. I’m pretty fucked up right now. So I decide to blog. Makes all the sense in the world huh?

So you see, I’ve been in and out of a number of blogs. There’s one by the same name which I failed to update because I was too obsessed with being chronologically correct and I couldn’t keep up with my travels. Don’t worry, this eccentricity will not be carried on here.

Then there’s my favourite which I was forced to abandon and had many posts taken down. I remember determinedly telling joyfulchicken that I’ll put it up as soon as I graduate from that shithole. They can’t touch me once I’m outta there. I’ve graduated but the idea doesn’t sound that interesting anymore. I guess I sobered. Also, there’s Spaceparade which I just casually abandoned.

I’m going to be whimsical with this one and hopefully it’ll outlive…uh…even a cat.