The New Breed

In case you missed out on the following entry in my Friendster, I have decided to form a group: Indifferently Deviant Individuals of Tomorrow (IDIOT).

I dedicate this fine company to those who are not your regular Joes, yet do not go out of their way to be different. They are just who they are, like it or not.

This is for my buddies, who has helped me garnered the distinguished reputation of having the weirdest bunch of friends. You are all officially certified IDIOTs.

Shout out too to all you wannabes and stereotypes for giving us this opportunity to laugh at you. Just don’t think you feature in our conversations too often, ok? You don’t.

Interested in being an IDIOT? Apply within.

The Difference Maker

I am no Garfield, but Mondays are always a challenge to endure. The psyche plays tricks on the working body as reminiscences of comprehensive sleep and coveted R&R resonates within the mind; constantly taunting the weary soul. Strangely, yesterday was atypical.

Since I have been told that I come off as whiny when I write in this waste of web-space, I’ll limit the elaboration of this rejuvenation I feel to one word: company. So to the ones who could not stomach my flamboyant expressions, you can turn away now as I continue to elucidate further.

You are still here? Good. Let me begin then by quoting a few definitions of the said word:

Company - An institution created to conduct business.

My recent job is picking up recently, with more concrete tasks being assigned to yours truly. Even though everything is piling up now (I, after all, am in charge of most of the departments), I actually am beginning to like my job. Just don’t hold this against me when I am overwhelmed. =)

Company - A band of people associated temporarily in some activity.

Yesterday marks my first session in Bible Study Fellowship (BSF), and concurrently my first step in renewing my relationship with the Big Guy. I won’t pretend to understand everything that was said, nor would I agree with most issues articulated, but at least it is a start.

Company - A social gathering of guests or companions.

The rekindling of a friendship is always good, especially one as important as this. Regardless of the struggles to avoid staring and the inadequacies I feel in the midst of a remarkable mind, it is a blessing alone that I was given this opportunity to enjoy such camaraderie albeit the stupid things I have previously said and done. I missed everything about it: the light witty banter; the relentless friendly jibes; the loitering in the middle of the night; I even missed eating out that late.

At the end of the day, literally and figuratively, I am sleepier than usual at work yet I can’t seem to be able to push away this silly grin plastered on my chiselled face, even when I’m supposed to be serious and professional in meetings. How could I? Work is now what it’s supposed to be; a mere distraction to lessen the time until I meet familiar faces once more. BSF is my opportunity to form new friendships till old ones return. And then there’s Bo. Enough said. =)

In other words, I’m feeling good.

The Rallying Call

The time between reaching and finally leaving is sometimes called going to work. =) With the lack of clear instruction of all that I am supposed to undertake, days drag on without a distraction in sight. Sure, some claim this banal daily routine should be enjoyed, as I am getting paid for doing absolutely nothing. In fact, normally I would agree.

Everything would be fine and dandy if I am not required to be present everyday to remain eligible for that monthly monetary bribery. Here, I have no access to an idiot box that I can stare at to let hours slip by. Neither do I have a game or two to occupy my attention for the whole day. But most irritatingly, I have no bed to lounge upon and dream of my favourite people.

So, to occupy my time during working hours, I resort to blogs of others instead of twiddling my thumbs and making funny noises. However, they weren’t much help since everyone seem to be on an extended hiatus from blogging. No one seems to be in a blogging mood. So, this entry is my attempt to break this deadlock. Hopefully this will spur the rest of you into blogging frenzy.

The only problem lies in the fact that it is too strenuous for my long inactive mind to compose yet another provocative literary piece for the viewing pleasure of those lounging at home. In other words, I have nothing to say. Maybe I should exercise the primary objective of online journals such as this one – being a simple diary chronicling ‘interesting’ daily occurrences.

Yet, where is the fun in blowing your own trumpet? Who would be interested in the occasional outstanding rituals of a simple man? To be fair, I am in possession a number of unfinished pieces, half-written due to the exhaustion of creative juices or the diminishing of interest in the end. Who knows? We might find one of them published here someday.

As for now, I guess there won’t be any concrete purpose to this post because staring at it is not helping time pass by any faster. Good time for me to wrap this up, don’t you think? Once again, don’t hold your breath while waiting for those complex entries I prefer to put up. I can’t seem to convey the vague ideas into actual words.