The Cow

As it is, as someone in the office has coined this pretty much frequently used phrase, for those who which to advance in their path, “Waiting Til The Cows Come Home”.

In many respects we all are, the ‘Cows’ could be anything to be I guess, a cash cow according to the BCG, or well, the answer to your question as the way it is, whatever it may be.

Yes, writing vaguely again. Disclaimer: Go write your own blog if you think me wanna act cheem.

Anywho, as most of my friends would tell, I’ve been waiting til the cows comes home, in a way it’s good and bad. But I guess as I have found out, everyone, who is a minion in their form, is serving their mandatory 8 hours sentence of being incarcerated in a cell.. oops.. I meant cubicle.

As I have learnt form time and time again, people who have a few more yers of thi ahead of me (everythings relative). In some instances they are right, this 2 years or so seems to be an eternity, and yet a flash of lightning through my ver existence so far.

Don’t hope what you wish for. Seriously, you’d be up for it when you least expect it, I would think you would subtley and subconsciously slowly fit into the mould you want to be, it’s all about learning and time, being concaved.

These 2 years, would be superficially nothing years for me, but to wait and wait, learning come with failures and mistakes, would that be considered an achievement? To learn even though you can show it, as yet?

It takes time, it takes time, your time will comes, don’t need to reinforce that to me, I would be pretty flushed now if I had a penny for everytimie I heard that.

Hence, I am waiting for the cow to come home, hopefully in amonth or so…..

Might As Well....

“pos©: Jogobonito Portu-gal!!! says:
and yesh abt my blog ..will start writing soon.
XXX says:
gd gd..look forward 2 reading it.
pos©: Jogobonito Portu-gal!!! says:
haha now this what i find laughable ppl actually looking forwrad to reading my rubbish
XXX says:
hey it's entertaining..
pos©: Jogobonito Portu-gal!!! says:
er.. thanks .. “

Yes, rong rong time no write, and so this will hopefully be a prolong continuation of contributing to what already is, awhole lotta junk and usage of bandwidth on the web.

Seriously I haven’t really got a stinking clue as to why people actually read this blog of really random, bordering on the lines and brink of insanity and blah blah blah ….

But! Uh-hum, to adoring public ‘ahem’, thanks for the support of you wanting me to bore you. Ok enough of this modesty ……

Reasons of my lack of written vandalism? I think I gotten rather bored of writing to be honest. Everything seems to be the same I started working: Eat, Sleep, Drink … and feel free to fill in work in no orderly way in that patteren. So in other words, everything is that of a routine and plain mundaneness.

‘What a Difference a Day Made’ as the song would go. Doesn’t seem to be the theme for me in this year or so, though in a way and of course it has to be, have experienced quite afew things that came along the way during this period of bloglessness: Failures, disappointment, Despair, Lost, Anticipation, Love, Natural/Unnatural High, Elation, Exuberance, Joy I could go on with this list of clichéd, but honest description of the human emotion, but you get the picture. That’s all part of growing up. I’ve learnt sometimes never to hope what you wish for (er, saying is in the correct way right??).

‘Yesterday is in the past, tomorrow is of a mystery, and today is a gift, hence it’s the present’

Does hold alotta truth, even though it comes from Master Wu Gui from Kungfu Panda (erm, laugh as you may), but I guess live for the moment?

For the moment I would just like to thank the creators of Youtube, Facebook and other mindless forms of procrastination and timekilling, for already being incriminated, I shall shut up now. But thank you college nerds, for you are now billionaires, and the rest of us are throwing sheep and virtually toilet papering other fellow web slackers.

Rubbish to be continued ….