In Poem on November 10, 2015 at 8:26 PM
Thinking what to type
As time runs out
Couldn’t find the words
In this fleeting moments
The absence is reasonable
Yet is it really?
I got to publish three today now
Or four tomorrow
Excuses is still an excuse
A weapon of mediocrity
So before I lose from myself
I have to complete this piece
And better hit publish
In Article on March 21, 2015 at 4:38 AM
I am not a famous writer or blogger yet but I must say that I feel good having published 1,420 posts including this one. I have a lot of irrational fears but thankfully I never have fear of publishing blog posts. Here are my 8 secrets!
- I love blogging and in a narcissistic way, I love rereading what I have written and the best way to go back on them is publish them!
- Sometimes I do think about inspiring or informing other people of my posts and I couldn’t do that if it’s not published isn’t it.
- My main reason for blogging is to express myself. I am not afraid that I will be criticise because I already know that I am my biggest critique. Although, if I get good and bad feedbacks… good boosts my confidence and feeds my ego; while bad hopefully constructive will be a room for improvement or hence I make sure every comments are scrutinise with my approval!
- I wish to be discovered that I am making sense and my thoughts are valued.
- I may have procrastination problem that I am working on but once I am switched onto something I am passionate about, I become obsessed! I sometime couldn’t stop myself to create one post to another and it is bringing me pure joy and a perfect kind of high.
- Having a goal to publish 10,000 posts is quite motivating and starting my blog post with the counter keep me on track of my goal and progress.
- I don’t pressure myself for perfections, there were lots of posts that I go back for editing, and there are some posts that aren’t perfect in my heart but I know I just have to let it go and publish it. I don’t write to please anyone, I write for the love of honouring the art of writing and respect for my desire that I just have to write whether it will be read by anyone at all or will be loved by anyone but me.
- The more I write, the better I become, so I keep imagining whenever I hit the publish button, I am a very important writer with a job to be better than I was yesterday.
Published blog posts do looked like an act of a brave blogger, well at least according to me. 😉
In Article on February 22, 2011 at 10:17 PM
I love that blue fluffy button at the right side that has a mark called Publish; but when do I contain my excitement and hit it at the right time?
The post is looking right back at me. Smiling. Lingering. Word for word I reread just like what I did on this. I barred clichés. I smile back. Feel that the post got my heart and worthy for my blog subscribers and visitors to read and get that same smile that I enjoy with my words.
Okay all done, I clicked Publish! No sweaty palms. No anxiety. Just bursting energy to share!
Oops, I’ve missed something. Ah, the beauty of blog, as long as I got the internet connection, I can always go back, make that crucial OCD edit until I find it satisfying and unforgettable and for readers to find it so 😉
In Article on February 10, 2011 at 3:51 PM
Working late beyond office hours – do you do overtime for the right reason?
Overtime in some companies are paid, commonly practiced and properly monitored. In others where it isn’t applicable to the nature of the business, the management thinks they’re paying their employees with the right package monthly that overtime doesn’t equate to additional pay if it ever happens.
Paid or not paid, what is the rule? Read the rest of this entry »
In Poem on February 5, 2011 at 3:48 PM
Whenever I face the unknown
But I cannot deny excitement lurks
For the years I’ve lived
I now know
Fear of the unknown
Will only drain the energy
Serve the best foot forward
For negativity will pass
And sooner than I anticipate
It becomes redundant
Until I search for brand new expedition
The cycle repeats
The joy outpours
Then I am at ease
In Question on February 1, 2011 at 4:32 PM
Why do we make up our bed when we wake up only to mess it all up again after a few hours when we go back to sleep?
- Why wouldn’t I? My mom successfully trained me when I was little to make up my bed. After the tickle and reciting a rhyme to wake me up, I stood up and excited to fold my blanket that is about 4 times bigger than me.
- It is the closest to make a bed looks like a hotel’s pristine set-up. I love hotels.
- My youngest sister has one rule, no making up, reasoning out that she’ll mess it all up anyway!
In Journal on January 30, 2011 at 8:58 PM
It’s getting dark and I saw four kids playing at a very sandy area, they’re not in the beach, they’re outside the accommodation buildings and near the hi-way sidewalk but nothing dangerous that they’ll get hit by a vehicle.
I was thinking, ‘You are all getting yourselves dirty,” but I can’t tell them that because they’re having fun!
The scene allowed me to dig my own childhood memory, it wasn’t a cotton candy pleasant because my neighbors and I were playing at the garbage area, do I hear ‘yuck?’ actually an area where some school and office supplier dumped their trash that are usually composed of empty boxes and dusty but okay papers or basically considered as treasures for kids like me.
There were even some plants nearby with sweet tiny red fruits that I eat with playmates. I never thought that it was dirty. I was happily playing like the kids that I saw. No wonder having a heart like a child is favored in heaven.
My health update: I grew up healthy and was never confined in a hospital in my entire life!