This is an old post kept in my draft for quite some time. Glad to finish it at last.
21st June 2010,
It's three oh clock in the heat of Monday afternoon. I'm all alone in my bedroom. Nope. It's my friend's room actually. Mine is under no comforts to be in with. I mean the heat. Oh mine. No blue(s) at all.
It's been a while since I last write anything here. Ten days ago.
The world cup fever that I'm pretty sure none of you guys fail to notice. I spend most of my time in front of the television, at night, at the Mamak stall instead of going through the net.
Being a young lonely lad who had so much love with the game and with no other commitment in the next two or three weeks, well, what do you expect?
Ok. Liar. I got two final exams coming this Wednesday and Friday. And I still hold the card fact-ing that world cup is once in a four year time celebration. Which I think, should not be missed. I do facebooking sometimes. Too not-often.
Enough with the world cup. I'm gonna write something about it on my next entry. (Hopefully)
I recently just lost my passion toward this writing thingy called blogging. Yup. Terms before, I was criticizing my lack of out-door time as the main reason why there are less and less article on this blog. With less time watching the world I failed to ignite my timid mind to generate and blow some harsh word for you guys.
I do miss it. Can I blow one now?
26th July 2010,
Owh. FTSNC is back to one-guy-standing blog. Both writer decided to leave. I asked them to, actually. Nicely. Mutual consent you can call it.
Shax is now, should I say busy, tying her knot with books, hitting calculator keys and chasing the purplish buses. She previously sent me her resignation letter only to be rejected again and again.
Dewajiwa still has too many island to explore. Yup. Chasing the momentum girl he admired so much. Goodluck dude.
"I've decided. Dah lama dah."
Remember that line? It was quoted by our former fourth prime minister when he decided to step down from his position as the first person in the country. And the country washed with tears. Nope?
Forget it. You might not even been born when all this happen.