15

What am I doing?

14

Almost done.. I knew this blog wouldn't last long..

13

I may as well stop at lucky number sixteen.. I suppose it’s best to end this with good luck on my side..

Rout1ne2

Good morning readers.. I don’t even know why I keep writing on this blog.. I guess I’ve just gotten into a routine.. We all know what a routine is, don’t we?? A routine is defined as “a regular way of doing things”.. Therefore, if you get into a number of routines, there’s no need to change.. Because everything is regular..

Today, I met The Doctor.. The Ex-Girlfriend told me to meet him at his office.. It was the kind of office with a lounge in the middle.. The kind of office where insane, upset and paranoid people gather.. And gather they did.. Around me..

Apparently, everything that I’ve done in my whole life up until this point has been compulsive.. Apparently, I’m obsessed with doing things a certain way..  So I ask you, if you’ve gotten into a routine that works for you, is there any need to change it?? If your conscience tells you that something is right, should you go against it??

I don’t plan on staying at this blog for much longer.. It was created out of paranoia and suspicion..

F1rst 1ncident

Okay, since The Girlfriend has suddenly decided after 3 years together that she is “sick of all this shit”, I think that it’s time for me to discover where it all went wrong.. I assume she no longer reads this, so I think it’s safe for me to try to decipher the incident that caused The Girlfriend to make me start writing a blog..

We were babysitting her nephews.. We were playing hide and seek.. 1 hid inside, while the other hid outside near the pool.. He slipped and fell in.. He was underwater for far too long.. I ran outside as fast as I could, and made sure that there was no way for the 2nd nephew to follow me out.. I managed to save the drowning boy’s life, and I made sure that the pool gate was locked.. If I hadn’t, the other nephew would have hurt himself too.. That would have been a huge mistake.. I saved 2 boy’s lives, but The Girlfriend still blamed me..

From then on, she just shut me out.. She should have thanked me.. If I wasn’t there, who knows what would have happened.. Instead, she forced me to make a blog, because apparently, I needed to start writing a blog.. Who knows why??

G1rlfriend.0

I apologise for the lack of creativity in this post’s title.. I needed to get the 1 and 0 in there so that I could move on and write what I need to say..

The Girlfriend:: I know you read this blog.. Please stop ignoring my phone calls.. I’ve left you six voicemails already.. I need to know what is happening..

9oogle

Good morning readers.. I’ve previously posted about mistakes I have made, and how I’ve come to stop myself from making mistakes.. My conscience lets me know when things aren’t right.. Recently, my conscience kicked in as a result of something I read on this very blog.. And I’ve ignored it until now..

For those of you who follow this blog closely, you will know of a certain Doctor who comments on a regular basis.. Since he somehow managed to stumble upon this blog within a few hours from its creation, he has commented with strange questions on almost every post so far.. He says that he was redirected to this blog via Google.. I’m not so sure..

I conducted research.. I tested out Google’s capabilities.. I even emailed Google staff.. With only one reader, and within hours of its creation, there is no way that Google would even know that this website existed.. So I ask you, Doctor, what is going on??

8oredom

I am currently being forced to sit through season 1 of the TV show, Monk.. It’s terrible..

Dear Girlfriend, why would you want to subject me to this??

7ruth Be 7old

I must say, I’m beginning to like this blogging thing.. I never imagined I’d ever go past six posts.. Perhaps I’ll reach six thousand.. Or six hundred thousand.. Maybe I’ll even reach 1 000 000..

I’d hate to say it, but maybe your idea wasn’t so bad after all, Girlfriend..

Lucky Sixes

Good morning readers.. I was looking forward to this post.. Six is my lucky number.. That’s why this post will be entirely dedicated to the number six, and why it means a lot to me..

• I was born on the SIXTH of the SIXTH in 198SIX..
• I am the 3rd youngest of SIX siblings..
• For as long as I can remember, I’ve woken up at exactly SIX AM..
• I grew up in house number SIX, and I currently live in unit SIX of a building with SIX stories..
• My cupboards at home each fit only SIX items..
• There are SIX essential items that sit on my desk at work (For Your Information: notebook computer, pen, writing pad, highlighter, and 2 staplers)..

It is because of all of these coincidences that the number six is important to me.. Wherever the number six appears, good things seem to happen to me..

Mi5takes

I’ve made many mistakes, many of which were intentional.. At the time, I didn’t know that they would be mistakes, but at the time, I did know that something was wrong.. When something is wrong, I just know.. It’s as if there’s a little nagging voice in the back of my head that let’s me know that something is not right.. 

I used to be able to block it out, but now I’ve gotten better and better at trusting it and letting it take my metaphorical hand and lead me in the right direction.. I never thought I’d be the one to be preaching about conscience.. It feels good to know that what I’m doing is right..

However, some of the mistakes I’ve made weren’t mistakes until someone told me that they were.. Even now, I don’t believe that they were mistakes.. Certain incidents are confusing like that..

4ttentive

Posting from work.. I feel like such a rebel.. But The Boss is prowling around the office, so I have to try to look busy.. And there’s only so many times I can organise and reorganise my desk.. I’ve discovered that six is my limit.. And as it turns out, the Blogger window looks just enough like work to keep him away from me.. 

New 3egginnings

Good morning readers.. I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot.. I may have been a bit too quick to doubt the system..

Therefore, I have come to appreciate the contributions from my dearest Girlfriend, as well as a certain Doctor from The Hills Clinic.. While I appreciate your interest in my blog, Doctor, I can’t help but think that you should spend your time treating patients.. How did you find this blog?? I only made it last night..

2econd Post

Don’t call me a liar.. Just because I have a 2nd post, I won’t necessarily have a 3rd.. I will be done with this blog soon enough.. The purpose of this post is to merely bring to The Girlfriend’s attention that I am serious about writing down my thoughts.. So here they are.. This is what I did today..

1.. Wake up..

2.. Go to work..

3.. Lunch break..

4.. Come home..

5.. Spend time with The Girlfriend..

Six.. Get instructed to create a blog..

Awesome day..

1ntroductions

Hello world.. Welcome to my blog.. Whose blog??

I am a regular 24-year old guy from a town near you.. My name is not important at this time.. I don’t want to get too familiar with this blog, just like I don’t want my readers (what readers??) to get too familiar with me.. I don’t want to be here..

Why make a blog, you ask?? The only reason that this blog exists is because The Girlfriend thinks that I need to write down my thoughts.. “Need to”, she said.. I don’t know why she thinks I “need to”, but I think I know what incident made her say it.. But that’s not for you to know.. Not yet anyway..

That’s not for who to know?? This blog won’t last long..