The recipe

Some people make fantastic food blogs, so we have gastronomic porn..

Some people make fantastic cook blogs, so we can make a mess at home..

Some people make fantastic travel blogs, thats definitely scenic prostitution..

I'll try to make a life blog,

We need:

1 HUGE bowl of your favorite Ice-cream...

1 favorite fruit

1 YOURSELF

Steps:

Drop that fruit into the HUGE bowl of your favorite Ice-cream, give it a good stir....

Next, dive straight into that bowl of ice-cream, woooo thats cold...

Now, you are regretting why you ain't wearing some goggles.. JUST TOO BAD!

Objective:

Find your favorite fruit.

Gosh, sounds like fear-factor indeed...

As you blindly swim around, your right hand brushed across something. You realized it was that fruit you dropped in. Hey! ain't my objective! The fruit. As you frantically try to swipe it, its pushed away, the viscous Ice-cream makes it hard to swim around and totally reduces your vision to near zero. Heck that fruit you say? Why am I doing this. This SUCKS.

Life is about never knowing when you would brush across the fruit again and torture of swimming inside Ice-cream.

I like Vanilla.

Yes, it might sting my eyes. But its just vanilla.

When will my tenure end, come break my bowl.

Seriously, did you really drop the fruit inside? I might had just ate it already.

Yes Indeed

Some say blogging is like writing a diary. Keeping your memories locked in, remembered.

I'll say its a crypt-ed notice board, leaving your msgs discreetly for that something to find.

No matter what, It serves good purpose 10 years down the road, when you are all so career-driven, to sit back and read what you felt 10 years ago. (If I manage to live that long that is) You will see how much you wanted to be and what you had become can be so uncannily different, nothing had changed or nothing was done to change it. Dreams vanish the instant you forsook it, never once it came back.

I saw The One at Starbucks, busy hammering away on her laptop. 2 years indeed. Blogging and Philosophy found their roots from her. This blog started because of her. It was the great inspiration. Epitome of Beauty, Wit and Personality, no one has ever dethrone her all this while.
Is this the trait of all Great Aries'? I wonder.

The twist however was with someone else. Yes, another Aries indeed.

I wanted to use the trip to the museum to sort things out. I tried to be friends, but the thought of going no-where is not what I want. Just be friends, how easy to say so.

Well, it turned out to be not quite I expected. I'm sorry I'll just have to chance it. I can't survive on meagre stipends of ' Who-knows-what'. Its time to take a backsit. Face the slap of cold-hard-reality.

Everything turned into the Great Delusion. Every post that strive to be positive went back to zero. I need a change, seriously. Gimme that vending machine please.

Thanks to Raw for the camera and offering to do some editing. Nice work!

silence

silence...

No one at home...

Mum off to work...

Getting tons of sleep past noon...

Never was, and Never going to Be...

Seriously, when is it going to happen, I wait in silence.