Gosh! It's Actually Hard Work.

Slowly getting adsorped into this cyber-home. Seeping through the many tiny pores of the transparent wall, yet not knowing what lies ahead. The complexities of its inner-workings are unfathomable to my simple mind. Needless to mention of my amour and weaponary, a Parkinson-stricken-laptop and an dysrhythmic internet connection. Two deadly sisters to test a person's sanity.

I am very much an amateur in this entire blogging game. As I went browsing through the numerous randomly selected blogs, it hit me that, " Gosh! It's actually hard work". These people devoted their sweat and blood as offerings to please the public eye. With their perfectly angled pictures, witty remarks, chains of links to places, state-of-the-art features, quotations, GASP!! (falling off the tip of my chair). I am so lost!

Then I begin to question myself, where do these people learn these things? Or I am the only hermit still living in ancient Neolitic times? (anyone out there with the same sentiments?) I can choose to console myself that it's a 'male' thing, females are the recessive sex in technology. But, I have had the chance to go through some impressive 'female' sites as well, armed with their oh-so-perfect elements. Sigh...

Thus, now comes the time to contemplate.

I believe it all boils down to the passion and interest inside our throbbing hearts. With this said, there should be no discrimination and snide remarks. As long as we have the/a heart, success will come trailing by and of course, Happiness. Believe it.

Knotty Me

Well, well, well... Let's see what I have gotten myself into. My very own blog, a portal to blur the boundary between self and the entities composing homo sapiens. Jumping onto the Bandwagon. A catchy phase in my opinion, but bears an understandable meaning... I'm now a part of the bustling vibrant family of bloggers.

As you can obviously notice, the page ain't exactly ready yet. The usual excuse of the lack of time will be used guiltily this time. My sudden burst of enthusiasm and the 2 seconds delay of brain to hands connection and Viola! the Bandwagon is out to town. Tic...Toc... Oh, no! What have I gotten into? "With great powers, come great responsibility" My version of it, "With hasty decisions, come knotty consequences" (now putting on a brave face and mustering determination).

As my brain has caught up to its counterpart, logic kicks in and something more important has to be pivotal for now. I'll diligently bail my hands out of this tall order, and who knows by then, Brain will take over the Pinkies...