Reasons to why I am not very active here.
With advance technology and the vast number of social media network, there seems to be a lack of reason for me to be here since most of the things that I wanna rant and talk about is on another social media platform.
And with the hectic schedule of my work life, there isn't much free time for me to be sitting down and writing my stories, drabbles, poems etc. With that I have been getting a bit more frustrated and stress just keep on building up. I sometimes had to cry at night just to release some tension, frustration and stress, which might not be too healthy.
At times I wonder whether I am still in touch with my inner writer. But I know there are times where my mind wonders off and have great ideas, it's just a matter of me not having the time to pen those down. Oh well...
For now I shall just have this rant here.
And I sign off with a little drabble.
Looking from left and right, I saw images of people I use to know. People I interacted daily and people who I could relate to. But now those seats in the class are empty. The occupant have left those seats long ago, just like how they have left my life. But I don't regret anything that happen to cause us to drift apart. In fact it made me treasure those memories I had with them in this class. We met for a reason, we left for another. But no matter what happens, the reason we met and left is what made us today. Thank you my dear classmates for those memories that made me who I am today.
And with the hectic schedule of my work life, there isn't much free time for me to be sitting down and writing my stories, drabbles, poems etc. With that I have been getting a bit more frustrated and stress just keep on building up. I sometimes had to cry at night just to release some tension, frustration and stress, which might not be too healthy.
At times I wonder whether I am still in touch with my inner writer. But I know there are times where my mind wonders off and have great ideas, it's just a matter of me not having the time to pen those down. Oh well...
For now I shall just have this rant here.
And I sign off with a little drabble.
Looking from left and right, I saw images of people I use to know. People I interacted daily and people who I could relate to. But now those seats in the class are empty. The occupant have left those seats long ago, just like how they have left my life. But I don't regret anything that happen to cause us to drift apart. In fact it made me treasure those memories I had with them in this class. We met for a reason, we left for another. But no matter what happens, the reason we met and left is what made us today. Thank you my dear classmates for those memories that made me who I am today.