Monday, February 23, 2004
First Post: What am I supposed to say?
I'm sitting here at 730 am on a bloody monday morning waiting for class to start. I've never been a fan of blogs, but needless to say, I've been regularly browsing a couple from my old friends, and maybe thats why I've just did the unthinkable thing and started a new blog of my own.
Its been a semester and almost half a year I've been marooned in a midwestern Ipoh-sized boondock for an "education" and (and I'd never think I'd write it down, dammit) and I'm starting to miss home. I will only get to smell the hokkien mee in Old Airport Road in December, so in as they say in army palance: lam par par lan, wait long long lor.
Thats why I had this inscrutable thought of starting a blog in the first place, so that I'd be able to have something in common with people like Wind Feynman (whose blogs i've been regularly perusing). This common tether, back home, will hopefully serve a better purpose (at least in my mind) than talking to people through ICQ (when you're awake, they'd be half dead due to time difference and vice versa), sanitized news at The Straits Times interactive, or the colourful variety at Talkingcock.
Either way, life sux and setting up a blog like this is a way of putting a third finger up at it (or him she or whatever gender u call life). If a connection to life sucking and blogs as third fingers seem wierd, forgive me. Its Monday morning and I stil haven't woke up.
I'm sitting here at 730 am on a bloody monday morning waiting for class to start. I've never been a fan of blogs, but needless to say, I've been regularly browsing a couple from my old friends, and maybe thats why I've just did the unthinkable thing and started a new blog of my own.
Its been a semester and almost half a year I've been marooned in a midwestern Ipoh-sized boondock for an "education" and (and I'd never think I'd write it down, dammit) and I'm starting to miss home. I will only get to smell the hokkien mee in Old Airport Road in December, so in as they say in army palance: lam par par lan, wait long long lor.
Thats why I had this inscrutable thought of starting a blog in the first place, so that I'd be able to have something in common with people like Wind Feynman (whose blogs i've been regularly perusing). This common tether, back home, will hopefully serve a better purpose (at least in my mind) than talking to people through ICQ (when you're awake, they'd be half dead due to time difference and vice versa), sanitized news at The Straits Times interactive, or the colourful variety at Talkingcock.
Either way, life sux and setting up a blog like this is a way of putting a third finger up at it (or him she or whatever gender u call life). If a connection to life sucking and blogs as third fingers seem wierd, forgive me. Its Monday morning and I stil haven't woke up.
