Not that I'm ok with it, cos I'm not, but I thought it was funny. I mean, we all know what the word means but just check the link out. How comical. Very clever.

http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2007/05/if_shanghai_ban.php

Erm, kids... please refrain from using the word tho'.

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I'm feeling like crap today. I'm worried that the dreaded cough is back. It is so irritating.

Well, there isn't much to blog really. I just feel like packing up my bag and go straight home. But you see, I'm so into my blog that I just gotta blog something. I feel like I'm just talking to myself sometimes. I can just babble and babble and babble non-stop without having anyone to tell me to shut up. Which is good. I like it that way.

You know, I love writing personal letters or emails. I am more for letter-writing cos it's has that personal touch that is precious. Something I treasure, alot. Words, you would never say upfront, will be penned down by a simple writing and yet, understood between the two. It is a very nice feeling... and very touching too.

The art of letter-writing, sadly, is depleting. People rarely do that anymore. People are often too busy with their lives to spare a lil time to pen down their thoughts and feelings. So emails act as substitutes. Which is a great way of conserving communication and for the sake of keeping in touch.

I used to feel lonely and restless when there is nobody I could write to. I used to do that alot with my friends when I was younger. Until smses & MSN stole the tradition away. Sometimes, when I have the urge to write, I will write but there isn't anyone I could send it too. Which is sad, really. Because I don't think anybody will bother.

I miss writing to Shirley, for that matter. And I will send one down to Adelaide soon. Glad to say, I'm back into that tradition. Tho' it's done electronically. It keeps me occupied and it gives me a sense of purpose, that I'm helping someone for their own good. It puts a smile on my face everytime I read those emails, despite having a lousy day at work or at home.

Whenever I see their names in my inbox, I just can't wait to read em. Because I love replying emails, just as how I love replying letters. It feels even more special when you know the other person is expecting a reply from you and is waiting all day for your email. It feels good to know that the other person loves to read your emails and vice versa. It feels great to know you have friends from across the globe, or the sea. It feels nice to envision yourself and that person sitting by the computer, emailing you or writing to you, across different seasons. The best part? You don't even have to worry about whether you are black or white, tall or short, ugly or pretty. You are who you are. There's no such thing as superficiality.

I find it amazing. Truly.

Of course, that is minus the scams and fakes that are on the prowl. These people are just shallow idiots.

So much for "there isn't much to blog really" ey. Heh.



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