I Am God
The relativity of reality makes the concept of fairness and unfairness subjective. However, when nightmares unfold into our lives we question life’s fairness. I do not believe in a god. Therefore, I do not question the fairness of shit happening in my life. I am my own god. Yet, being my own god has its downsides. As much as there are things I can control, there are more factors I cannot control. It sucks. Really it does. This doesn’t mean I’ll hand the reins of my life to some fictional being. No offense. This is just my point of view here.Sponsor ZUJI SG - MLOB Cannonball 300x250 Find Me The Best Priced Flight
Recession To Depression
I watched him staring blankly into the space in front of him for hours. His mind was clearly elsewhere as he couldn’t hear us talking. He was hardly himself, walking around soulessly and hopelessly. He had lost his source of income. For the whole day, he didn’t eat. He forgot that he hadn’t eaten. He nearly got assaulted in the morning and I was told he was too distracted to even defend himself. There was someone holding back the would-be attacker. Otherwise, I don’t know what would have happened. I wish I could tell him to leave the finances to me. But I cannot make the sacrifices. I’m selfish… I’m cold-hearted… I have my wants and needs that seem unfulfilled. I feel empty sometimes. I’m at a loss. It’s...
My Apologies For Being Crude
I apologise for being vulgar and irrational these weeks. I intend to remove those entries as they contradict the purpose of my blog; an avenue for me to be constructive about my goals and literary skills. Situations arose where I was ill-prepared to deal with them. They drove me slightly mad. Yet, I will not blame circumstance for my mistakes. I can only seek to do better in this sufferable world. Logen L.
Untitled Is The Title
My heart is filled with vengeance. I advice others not to hate. But I’m flawed; I hate. This is tiring me out. I’m tired of the tongues that speak without thought. Long gone have been the days when I question my existence. I now question your existence. Why don’t you fucking kill yourselves so that you don’t cause me any pain… Obviously, I’m far from being a zen-like person now. I’m fatigued… Logen L.
Torturous Week, Wonderful Friday
The past week was torturous. But it was saved by the gathering with my fellow interns. We celebrated the last month of our attachment and motivated ourselves to bear with the final month. I shall introduce the interns. From left to right in the photo below, we have Cindy, Fiona, Yvonne, Shi Hui, Frederick, Logen (me) and Zhen Zhen. Both Yvonne and Frederick are from the Tax Department and the rest of us from the Audit Department. Cindy loves to pout after grumbling or talking and smiles widely whenever she sees the rest of us at the pantry. On my grumpy days, I will scold her for being so happy. And my sarcasm doesn’t work on her because she doesn’t understand it. Fiona (aka Office Senior) is most of the time in office and knows new policies, politics...
A Tribute To The Eccentric Michael Jackson
Forgive me for the delay. Here’s a tribute to Michael Jackson, of whom I was once a fan of. Kudos to a man who embraced eccentricity. Kudos to someone who saw violence and discrimination and fought on with his music. Kudos to a devoted humanitarian. He who comes to this world, must eventually leave. Rest in peace MJ. To end off, here’s Michael’s contorversial music video when it first came out. Logen...
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