Routine blog

I doubt anyone can posts new post everyday, routinely.

Maybe it is really possible, but I don't think I am of them.

How life can be different from day to day?

Indeed, it is.

Am I contradicting myself?

Who cares?

Women is ought to be unpredictable, 

oops, I meant mankind.

Or you can see it as "wo men" from chinese pinyin which represent as we.

With all of the nonsense real-life-example given above, life should be as bizzare as it should be.

Despite having that, I still found life is boring somehow.

Feeling the same all the time, though changes always there, undeniably.

I just can't get out from the frame, the one I put on myself.

Although I told others not to do that, 

as if I am someone who highly qualified to say that.

But no, talk is always louder than action.

It's effortless, compared to action.

Spent nothing other than saliva.

So, I can talk well but don't ever think that I can excel in whatever thing I said.

The worst is that, I might don't even talk well.

Crapping whole long paragraph,

you should know it is nothing else but a bunch of bull shitting.

Do yourself a favor, no need to bother that unless you really got nothing better to do.

Main point? 

I just can't found something significant to write.

Of course there is always something worth to lay my finger on the keyboard,

but I am definitely yet to discover it at the moment.

Please come back later.

Near soon, maybe. 

Could be infinite anticipating, too.

LIFE is unpredictable, like women, like man, child as well.