This is my last entry.

No, I am not in the last stage of a terminal disease.
Nor am I attempting suicide right after I click the 'Publish Post' button.
I can already hear people going, "Damn."
Unfortunately for these people, I am not going to DIE.

Although I very much doubt that there are such people because they have never come forward to tell me, "You suck." Not in my face and definitely not in cyberspace. And that just sucks because it shows that I'm that boring. Well, whatever.

Eh anyway, the reason behind THIS is because lately, I feel that blogging has become a hassle.
It has become a 'need', and not a 'want'.
And that sucks because (I am too lazy to type them out.)
Besides, my life is as mundane as a doorknob.
Okay that was really random.
There's never anything interesting to talk about.
Some of you might say that I don't have to blog about my life.
Well, I'm never good at talking about other things.
And then you'll tell me that I don't have to be good at it.
Now I'm telling you to just shut up and just accept the fact that I'm not blogging anymore.

Maybe someday, I'll start blogging again.
But 'someday' can range from tomorrow to about 50 years time.
Yes, I still want to blog when I become all wrinkly like a raisin.
When I'm 70 years old, I want to be able to tell the world,

"I went for a jog today. I think my stamina has improved because unlike yesterday, only 6 snails overtook me. Yesterday, 7 snails overtook me."

So, maybe when I start blogging again, I'll let you know.
Oh and Merry Christmas everyone.






- fcukezah.
(wah lao. so drama mama)