It's been a while...

Yeah. It's been a while....


I haven't been blogging for almost a year now and suddenly, for some reason that goes beyond my comprehension, I feel the suddent itch to start again. Probably I've been occupying myself too much before. Or probably I was too busy riding through the highs and lows of my life that I lost touch with the concept of blogging; the one medium for me to let it all out for the world to see (or not, you know, whatever)

Anyway, I can't deny that on the past few occasions of our usual lepakking, my buddies and I kept on arriving on the topic of blogs. And of course, along with it comes the occasional 'burns' of my previous undertaking to write, especially during my darker days (in college) where I wasted so much time moaning and nagging about something that, at the end of the day, turned out to be one of, if not the worst, mistakes of my life. I tend to reminisce those days and think about how stupid I was to shutdown the blog without even saving the entries. It would have made excellent 'burn' material if the guys were to find it, or maybe, and even better, if i were to open it 40 years down the road and let my grandchildren burn me then.

But this time around, I want to try to keep things more analytical, or maybe even parodical to properly reflect my maturity level, which hopefully has gone beyond the "Fuck You Bitch!" and "I think I am cursed hence I'm unhappy" - mentality(yeah.. right). Although, don't be surprised if my usual deep and pointless poetry crawls out of this screen every once in a while.

But truly, maybe this itch to start typing again is the fruit of my last relationship which pretty much went down the drain as soon as it started. It might very well be, as it took me less than my typical shitting session to realize that she was the worst mistake. Yes. The worst. And come to think of it, it took me about 20 minutes to get over the shock of how it ended, and it has returned me to my usual selfish asshole self, well, at least for the time-being, until another lass comes around and I start putting on the facade of "how we are made for each other". (Thus thou have to cometh with me to my bed)

Hah! I wish. No, that was pure exaggeration. I'm obviously not that kind of person. At least I think I'm not. Except for when I have to be. Maybe. Well come to think of it.. No.. wait.... Anyway.

Yeah. Well, there's nothing much to say I guess. Ups and downs are the norm for everyone. I can see that pretty clearly now, although there are some of my associates out there who seem to not be bothered about the downs at all. I'm amazed at that and truly I salute you guys. It's quite incredible to see how drama-less life can be when you don't let the petty stuff bother you. I'm slowly learning that, and I have my funny and mostly carefree friends (and of late, a Godlike brother) to thank for that. Now that I'm writing all this down, I think I'm doing okay with my life. Work's good although the money sucks. Family's doing okay. Friends are still friends though some are not around for the moment. But on top of it all, the daily grind keeps me going; keep everything hard; work, play, party, love and.. well you know the other one.

Love, yeah. Sort of a bullshit concept for me right now. After a few stints with the so-called 'ones', I have decided that relationships are not the thing for me at the moment. I got other more important things to do which I shall not dwell on this time. I just simply don't have the energy to go through the pain of being in a relationship right now. I've had a few miraculously beautiful ones, a few mediocre yet ironically amusing ones, and of course, not to frogget, the fuck-ups which I shall touch on a bit later.

The beautiful ones, I will always cherish, and silently hope that one fine day, each of them will reveal and give themselves to me. No wait, I meant one of them err... and by reveal and give, i subconciously meant the relationship and not the person. Fuck it. What I'm trying to say is that, I cherish those that meant something. And until today they still do, and who knows, one day, maybe what's meant to happen will happen (gggiilllaababehhh)

The mediocre flings... well, they're mediocre.

And the fuckups, ah... the fuckups. Thank you fuckups for making me who I am today. Cuz there was just barely enough hatred in me to survive, but thanks to you bitches, my hatred level is perfect! I mean seriously, what would I do without you? What would life be without you? My dear fuckups, thank you for being you. Stay the same, don't ever change k? Cuz you're God's gift to us human kind. We can't all be perfect. We need fuckups like you to fuck it up. And by staying the same, you will always be fucked up and I hope your fucked up till you die. Maybe you should die while being fucked? That would make it perfect. :-)

Okay enough hatred. I think I've gone too far for an opening entry. So now I have a blog and at least I can pretend to be busy when I am trying to ignore work. Yay!

Boys and Girls, welcome to Sho's Flo. A place for me to vent. And hopefully, a place for you to be entertained. I'm not very familiar to this blog site so I'll try to add fun shit here and there. Then all you people can put your own shit here. Stay calm y'all.

Song of the week has got to be...

SOULDJA BOY UP IN THAT HOE!
WATCH ME RIDE AND WATCH ME ROLL
WATCH ME CRANK DAT SOULDJA BOY AND SUPERMAAAAAAAAAAAN THAT HOE
NOW WATCH ME (YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU)
CRANK DAT SOULDJA BOY
NOW WATCH ME (YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU)
CRANK DAT SOULDJA BOY
NOW WATCH ME (YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU)
CRANK DAT SOULDJA BOY
NOW WATCH ME (YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU)
CRANK DAT SOULDJA BOY
NOW WATCH ME!!!

krcunts - we gotta scream out this song one last time dawgs.