Voices
Why the purpose of blogging? In the past I blog because I somehow believe people are very much interested in the lives of others. It's just like "The Truman Show" or even "Big Brother" where cameras are affixed on people 24 hours a day, 7 days a week for a some period of time.
A blog to me is just a channel of expressing myself. Sometimes, when things are difficult to be explain verbally, my blog will take over this sacred role. I'm beginning to realized that I'm a very complex person. There are many issues which I myself, don't know how to start or end.
I need to see or work on a solution to all that's coming. I've been working for 10 months but I don't see a fattening bank account. I'm slogging but does anybody see the effort I've put in. I commit to my work but it's never clearing up. I try as much to make myself to enjoy the weekends but it's never enough. My sideline as a tutor is starting to eat into my life. I try as much to have some personal time for myself but I can't afford to do it...
There are 101 things which I'm not contented with. I cannot sit there wait for a sign to tell me what I should do. Every time, I have a plan to work out my life but it's not going according as planned. I need to find the root of this whole cause. I try as much as radiate positive energy in work but I see it as a facade to cover my boredom.
I'm getting nowhere with this entry. Maybe I'm very certain I'm a complicate soul because I never knew what I wanted. I believe there are many others just like me. Between work and enjoyment, I cannot decipher I'm the master of which but I know I'm the slave of both.
A blog to me is just a channel of expressing myself. Sometimes, when things are difficult to be explain verbally, my blog will take over this sacred role. I'm beginning to realized that I'm a very complex person. There are many issues which I myself, don't know how to start or end.
I need to see or work on a solution to all that's coming. I've been working for 10 months but I don't see a fattening bank account. I'm slogging but does anybody see the effort I've put in. I commit to my work but it's never clearing up. I try as much to make myself to enjoy the weekends but it's never enough. My sideline as a tutor is starting to eat into my life. I try as much to have some personal time for myself but I can't afford to do it...
There are 101 things which I'm not contented with. I cannot sit there wait for a sign to tell me what I should do. Every time, I have a plan to work out my life but it's not going according as planned. I need to find the root of this whole cause. I try as much as radiate positive energy in work but I see it as a facade to cover my boredom.
I'm getting nowhere with this entry. Maybe I'm very certain I'm a complicate soul because I never knew what I wanted. I believe there are many others just like me. Between work and enjoyment, I cannot decipher I'm the master of which but I know I'm the slave of both.
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