blogmaki so random

i remember 2 years ago,

on a typical friday night after soccer i walked back to my leprena room sat down in front of my laptop with gush of depression

and i blogged.

today,

i cant play soccer anymore.

i miss it.

but i have got to work.

i plan on taking off on friday night. yes, gotta tell me boss!

ironically, right after i put on my apron just now,

me boss requested me to work extra on thursday.

so,

how am i suppose to take a minus two in the planned schedule?

know what?

with very slight concern,

i might get depression soon... i am so lack of socialism nowadays.

i need to go out and get hype!

but when there is a chance,

i often turn it down...

put it like this: i felt a lost of direction in my life...

at least subsequently.

i am affraid.

slight but true.

someone ajak me to gym. setting new directions?

i replied with a smile.

unsure if its a sincere smile or

merely a courteous feedback...

i was browsing scrolling through blogs.

blogs linked around people around me.

discovered familiar bloggers.

people who i know,

more appropriately; people i recognise, 'know' is a big word to use...

don't know could as well be the new know.

hey, i should be careful in writing here...

could be viewed by maybe more than 3 people after this...

i remember i onced have the hit counter gadget when i was with my 2nd blog theme.

but lost it in the messy html codes when i decided for a skin change.

i tried to dig it out but it lost count...

well, sometimes you have to let go of something for new thing to set in, right?

well , its always easier to say than lay.

something more random than this?

.: this morning i got a text by an unknown number:

'are you availabe this morning?'

-no, got to work.

'i had work for you no worries'

-who is this?

' Your favourite uncle'

.:practically, i was stunned. and went back to bed.

i texted the stranger back after i was awake.

he said he got somebody else in to help him out.

i ask who the stranger is he once again.

he mentioned something i cant comprehend. but i am quite sure he got me as the wrong guy.

best part: i do not know who is him/her still... and she/he might still thought i am the person he/she thought i am...

its midnight.

sometimes it feels so good just to write things that pop up in your mind first place.

i might wanna roll back my blog archive and re-tag all the posts... ahh~ sound like fun.

should i post along some pictures?