Archive for April 2010

Black, Thick, and Gooey.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010 § 4

This is going to be a random one. I won't stick to a particular topic, instead I'll be just ranting about whatever that comes to mind as my fingers touch the keys of this wireless keyboard.

So here goes.

I wish people would stop adding me on Facebook to promote their MLM products. Add me if you are a friend (or want to become one), otherwise don't mess with the "beauty" of social networking.

I don't get it. Why do you tag people to market your products? Tag these people if they're actually IN the picture, or at least, if you wish them to be there. There are loads of alternatives for advertisement. Tagging is not one of it. Facebook even have a "marketplace" section man. Go global!

I wish I am the sole manipulator of time. I won't misuse it I promise.

Looking back, I was happier then. And the future is creeping up at a pretty incredible speed. This caught-in-the-middle thing leaves lots to be desired.

It's a difficult situation I'm going through but I'm handling it. Should everything fall into place, I'd be legendary. (You would expect me to do the Barney Stinson stint, but no. Some things DO get lame after a certain period of time, primarily due to excessive usage. Besides, Stinson's gay.).

I ask myself "What to eat?" a little too often these days.

I LOVE to be given the opportunity to stand out. Though this comes at a huge price.

Ashes ashes everywhere. For those who are stuck, my prayers are with you.

Managerial qualities. You do not have to do EVERYTHING. Delegate.

There's something missing.

Those young, carefree days are over dude. It's time to grow up.

SWAT. With "A" being the emphasis. Damage control. Bad things happen. Fall down, start running.

I don't like my current sleep pattern. I don't have much trouble waking up, I have issues sleeping. This is where great weather goes to waste. Since I sleep most of the evening.

I made up my mind. I'M NOT GOING BACK.

Zinger

Monday, April 5, 2010 § 0

So I was approached by some guy I've never met via Flickr. And he asked my permission to use a photo I've taken to be published.

I'm not gonna tell you who, and I'm not gonna tell you which picture. The information stated above would hereby suffice.

And yes. I really do like it if my works are appreciated.

(I hate having writer's bloc.)