This is my third first post.

I started building up my first blog around the time I was halfway through college.  I drowned in numbers, being an accountancy major, and looked for a way to let out all that frustration in me some other way.  I also used to make and play music but I had to steer myself away from it so I could focus more on studies.  I figured that resorting to breaking everything apart to release tension was a very expensive way of doing of venting.  In place, I put up inkblots.  I must say it was a successful blog.  Successful in that some other people read it other than myself.  And I built a tower of memories with that blog.  From my rockstar fancies to my academic blunders.  Everythings documented.  As the popular saying in my profession, if it's not documented, it didn't happen.

After a while, my rantings just died.  Its a long story.  Everything in and around me stopped and needed time away from everything.  I just wanted to think blankly into space.  It may be unproductive but it was a recharging moment.  So when I decided that the staring-blankly-into-space moment was enough, I put up commercial breaks.  I wanted to start over.  Unfortunately, I had a stunted rebirth into writing.  I didn't put quite as much effort on it unlike my first one.  It was very haphazardly done.

This time, I'm back.  But my objective is different.  If at first I want to rant my heart out, the second to mark a new beginning, now I'd call this project a mind mover.  Lately I've been feeling like I'm sinking lower than what I was intellectually before work came around.  Maybe we can call it a practice of sorts, or still a place of venting, but for whatever reason I put another blog up, I guess the bottom line is I still and would forever want to write nothings and everythings.

So I say, kudos to my third first post.  May it be a testament to the upcoming better writing days!

To you who's reading this, thanks a gazillion.  I know you don't have to give a hoot about my thoughts.  That's why your time is much more heart fattening than Lapid's chicharon.  My two other blogs are still up in case you still have time to burn.