Must..have...PC...(gasp)!

Still haven't got round to fixing my PC yet. Am dependent on internet cafes and computers provided by overseas hotels to retrieve my emails and update my blog.

I used to sit in front of my PC hours on end, doing nothing productive really. Checking emails, reading others' blogs, chatting. I have woken up at 8am, and forgoing lunch, stayed online till 4pm. Mind you, I have not even lifted a toothbrush yet at that point, but there I was gallivanting on the world wide web. I've managed to fill up my 80GB hard drive with quite a bit of music, movies and other naughty things that I had to get a DVD burner to archive some of them.

That's when the PSU went 'poof'.

After having to share the PC with others, I'm beginning to streamline my online usage. First in, check emails. This is a simple enough exercise as outta 10 that I get only 2 or 3 are worth reading, the rest being forwarded mails, old jokes, and online scams.

Next, see anyone comment on my blog or not (very hiao I know). I know, I know, the point of starting a blog is not so that you'd gain 'readership', but it would be nice to know that those who do read it leave a line or two.

After that, read what others have to say on their blogs. Granted again, you wonder if some of these bloggers would've been noticed if they never started blogging in the first place. I've heard of how a few choice bloggers almost spend their entire waking hours together, at the same watering hole. If one didn't know, you'd have called them "Geeks", now they're like e "Cool" bunch. I understand there's a group that refuses to have their photos taken in case, I dunno, we use them in a court of law??! Of course, they could be just a misunderstood bunch, and going up to say "Hi!" wouldn't hurt at all...

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A friend has just settled into his new place, his castle in the sky (2nd floor actually), his domain, his retreat. Being someone from the contracting business, it was only natural that his new pad was done up in the best taste. I should describe it as a tropical retreat, yet there's no overkill with too many plants or wooden ornaments all over the place. I jokingly asked which was my room, in case I got bored with the one I own.

That being said, I always wanted to redo my flat, anyone's flat for that matter. I recalled grabbing my bro's floorplan for his new flat and starting to doodle out what furniture goes where and match them with colors. I used to hoard Home n Decor the magazine, wondering how to get hold of huge amounts of cash to, how they say it, "turn a house into a home". Too bad I don't have a design streak in my bones, else I won't have to contend with a badly renovated flat now. Still, I'm still optimistic something can be done to my flat, especially when my bro moves out at the end of the year.

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"Remember yesterday,
walking hand in hand.
I wanna hear you say,
I remember you....."

Thanks to my sis, who kindly acceded to my song dedication Thursday night. Go spunky \m/ !!