I am an adventurous individual. For some reason, unknown still to me, I constantly crave for change, for excitement, for deviation from the usual, for a breakthrough from routine. And as such, jobs bore me. A routine job becomes exciting when I am trying to get into the routine. Once the routine is learned, I crave for change.
Every once in a while, I create a variation. I try to make a deviation from the usual routine but the fact still remains that it’s the same routine all over again albeit done a bit differently. And so there remains the discontent, the unease, the constant yearning for more.
Which is why the blog is here. For a while I suppressed blogging, I killed it so to speak. I made it private – I hid it. I even thought of simply coming up with a new one. But then another trait of me is the urge to speak my mind and not censor it much to the disdain of those who knows me. I guess a bit restraint and prudence in what I post would be necessary but over all I really cannot seem to inhibit my mind from speaking what it wants to say lest I totally decompose in this boring existence of mine right now.
I do not fancy myself as the Kris Aquino of the blog world – spilling even the most private details of her life and in the course endangering the privacy of those around her. I would just like to see myself as that girl – in need of another story.
I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confessThis time
Don’t need another perfect lie
Don’t care if critics ever jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away-Secrets by One Republic-
