I Never Write

I was looking at my screen while eating my curry puffs (as a matter of fact curry puffs I realized are actually quite healthy) and as usual reading other people's blogs and see what they have got to say on an otherwise very monotonous Tuesday working morning. Here I go again, it's my knack to make use of company's resources and harp on inconsequential things once again.

It made me thinking, is blogging the next big thing? Is it the new black as Tom Ford of Gucci used to say (or was it Prada, eh, I think it was that bloke in Petaling Street trying to sell me fake Gucci watches). Anyway, Blogging has become so common these days that everyone wants to have a go on it. I do. But the only thing is I can't seem to find anything interesting enough to write.

I'd much prefer to click on my bookmark tab and go at random on reading other people's blog instead of writing one on my own.

Yeah I am that selfish.

My pal Kenny Ng and Donny got a hang outta writing and they got hooked on blogging. I would see them writing at least something without fail everyday. While me, being the one who promoted blogging, writing, putting your thoughts down and all the other hoodlums would eventually just slither away preferring to read their blogs instead of writing one on my own. So much for promoting blogs and setting an example. Oh well, what the heck. But I am glad to see them being all enthusiastic and dedicated with their writing.

I on the other hand, gosh, I'd used to have a page called the Quack Page. Yeah I had this notion of thinking that I'd have a lot to say, but it turned out otherwise. When I open a page to write something (like for instance this one) my mind just turned putty. Or I am just to distract running around like a monkey. So I've decided since I'll be quacking elsewhere other than the PC, I'd rename it to the Lazy Blogger instead.

Yeah I am not just selfish but lazy as well.

I can't decide to write something funny, something serious or just retelling a scenario. Even when I've got something to say, my fingers would just not cooperate with my brain matter. So I've long decided to let that pass too.

But to those who have developed a knack of writing and getting regular readership from people, I have got great respect for all of you for that is something that I could not do for I find even the simplest task of lifting my fingers to type something is an arduous task.

So instead of babbling, I think I'll just save this post and do my quacking elsewhere. Eh did I just see the tea lady walking past.... "Eh Leeta, wait a minute, so as you were saying about your boyfriend the other day..."

Ok gotta go…

See... I can never sit still.