What to blog?

i know i have not been blogging for a long time. Some days i had an idea in my head, i get more and more excited thinking about it but the moment i sat down in front here, i either concussed in front of the computer or realised that.. eh.. maybe something more interesting might happen tomorrow.

So today, i thought.. might as well. better write something or blogger will write off my blog as spam blog.

Never mind that i had to try my password a few times, maybe the caps lock was on.

so now its the question of all questions, what to blog about.

Ya.. no pictures still.. so damn it. nothing to laugh about.

i guess i can blog about my day but that would means blogging about work. Work is work. I have done it the whole day and blogging about it at night will make me seem like i have no life. I mean that might be true but do i have to be so obvious about it? Why am i admitting it? Why? WHY?

I can also blog about my shopping or non-existence of. I am suffering from withdrawal symptoms already. Pls date me out to shop. Someone. pls. Bring julia to the shopping malls. You can also bring the shopping malls to me. i don't care. i am not picky.

I can blog about my hair. How it decides how it wants to look every day. like an atomic mushroom cloud around my head everyday no matter how much anti-frizz serum i put on. I have decided to go deal with it at a salon this sat. Quite exciting. It is the highlight of the week. I am thinking of big curls. i know its very brave on my part. It might be a bigger mushroom cloud. But blogging about this together with the shopping part might make me seem a little bimbo (only a little?), so probably not today.

Blogging about some irritating people who is somehow related to me is mighty fun too. But i am reserving my brownie points. Bitching about other people pollute my karma. I shall just reserve them for days when i want to show them the finger.

Blogging about people on the mrt seems interesting too. How people who is immune to how bad they smell seem to always gather around me. Why? Why are people who are bad at maintaining basic hygiene allowed to interact and mingle with civilisation? Why do we still spray perfume when others can't even be bothered to wash? Why do we make life easy for them when they torture us so. Use soap and clean clothes people. Frowning and holding our noses are not a sign of love, please don't stand so close with your armpits raised. i seriously don't know which is worse....being together with the person in an enclosed area breathing in air that has been circulated again and again or being in the open air with the risk of him sweating even more.

Oh. i can blog about the cute guys i see at work. except that there are just one or two and that mr L might also be reading this post. Better not say so much. It might jeopardise my future ability to own a gucci bag. Hint Hint.

sian la. i shall go sign up with facebook la.