Inconsistency is the name of the game

Well, I don't really give much thought about putting what I feel on a daily basis. Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's my little anecdotes on my inconsistent self. You can't blame me actually, because my work does demand a lot of my time away and it gives me very little to do anything else. I'm not sure whether it's the industry or the country or its just me but the work doesn't seem to end at all. To let you know about it further, I'm in the interactive field, working my butt off in Malaysia up to 18 - 20 hours a day, 7 days a week. That's really not very good, come to think of it. When will I ever see the light at the end of the tunnel ? I've not seen it before, I'm not seeing it now and I don't know whether I will ever see it. Though that, I have to admit I love what I'm doing. Though in the communication industry, web has not much focus by most customers, I still find that I'm doing something worthwhile. Since I've been in this for 10 years, I can quite safely say I'm an old dog in this business (though I'm still not old, mind you). For whatever it is, this job is forever changing, and the beauty is it makes me want to continue to learn how the landscape is changing, how the world is adapting to it and how my little experience hopefully means something in the bigger world.

The Cow is in

Well, it's always difficult to tell a story, especially a story that's about a normal normal life. How can life be like a movie when the world is made up of aspirations ? The cow is a symbol of most Asians ... working relentlessly and forgetting what's quality in life. Hey, I'm not complaining because if I don't work, I really am not sure what is there I can do. Sure, I can watch all the movies, visit all the parks, see the world but there will still be a tingling feeling that we're missing if we don't work. Today is an interesting day because I've not slept for the eighth day in the row (ok, I did sleep for a couple of hours) but naturally working at a pace of 20 hours a day to get all my shit sorted out. In fact, I wonder why the lower part of my eyes are a bit dark. It seems strange because they were quite perfect 8 days ago. Must be the coffee, junk food and chocolates. Have to remember to get away from those evilish stuffs. Oh, you may ask why this idiot have time to register and fill in a Blog and not go to sleep. Actually, I'm kinda taking a coffee break and since I felt my hands a bit empty when I'm on my break, so I guess why not just hammer away on the keyboard and write a piece of article. The quality, of course, takes a dive because my brain is functioning at 3% instead of 4% so you will have to pardon my eccentricities. All my friend also insist Blog is great for writing down your life story ... well, I must say, good for them ... it's all about the attention. Human craves attention ... we do what it takes so we have one or two minutes attention from another human. Again, I'm not saying I don't crave it. In fact, I love attention !!! Its the best thing in life. Which also explains why I love presentation, speeches and anything that makes the whole room sit quietly and listens to you. So, I'm a regular Joe (my name is not Joe) and I am not ashamed of it. Mmm ... do you think I've written enough for one day ? I just don't want to overkill on my debut and pilot. Thought of making an impression but I suppose with gazillion more of blogs out there, I'm just another cow in Asia ... mooo