dark and stormy

It was a dark and stormy night, and here I was, at home, watching a candle light and thinking of what to do other than go to sleep.

"Crap, utter crap." I uttered while standing up and pacing around my room.

"Shit, I really need to find something to write about, and I need some food. Wonder if any of my buddies has enough time to bum around with me till I think of something to write." I thought out loud, only to have my cellfone beep at me with an SMS.

'oi jrome, wer goin 2 SBC fr sum cofi wanna cum?' After a moment to decipher the chat lingo, I then stopped to wonder at the perfect timing of the message. "Hmm... maybe I could get lucky today."

starting

ok i'm gonna start on my novel blogging now! expect a lot of updates here, maybe up to the point where i ignore other blogs completely!

to give a general idea of the plot, its simple, its me, trying to write the novel, but gives up in frustration, and ventures out into the unknown to find a plot, only to have more than he asked for.

how apt, sometimes this is how i feel about things. 

voila!

i love badminton! the challenge! the exercise, the sweat! and of course, some cute girls who happen to play in the same courts. hehehe, just watching such heavenly bodies smashing cocks wearing sando and short shorts is fun all by itself, of course, it couldn't compare to actually stepping up onto that court and playing with all you've got. the smashes, the drops, the sudden twists of the wrists which makes that cock just drop near the net. the dumbfounded look on my face when it suddenly drops in front of me just when i was backing up to catch a supposedly high shot. :)

hmm....

for some reason i have two blogs, i have one called optimist-pessimist. well , whatever