Theres Always the First Time

23 years.

That is how long it took before a man creates his very own blog.

Well the process of actually creating it wasn't half as daunting as i thought it will be, but the very act of creating a blog betrays the inner macho man inside me who sneers with disapproval at such a utterly feminine act. Even now when im typing this i can still hear him stamping his feet.

Ah but to hell with him, i refuse to take orders anymore from this man who got me hooked on cigarettes. Something I regret till this moment. Its highly ironic though that I have to name this piece of the virtual world 'The Smoking Corner' because nowadays I find myself unable to express sincerely and honestly without a lit cigarette tucked between my (slightly yellowed) fingers.

You see, smoking a cigarette makes people talk, sure as having a diarrhoea after taking laxatives. This phenomena happens to me and all the people around me on a daily basis. I do not know how it works but apparently nicotine makes you that much more honest and loose-lipped for that five minutes when you are enveloped in the smell of burning tobacco. I have given away secrets while smoking, and people have traded theirs for a listening ear while smoking.

Not use creating a blog to deceive myself or anyone I suppose. Especially after emerging victorious after wrestling with the macho man. (23 years!!) What i am gonna write here in days to come are going to be rather honest. Therefore aptly named "The Smoking Corner", as im at the most honest with a menthol in hand.

Henceforth I shall spill my accursed thoughts onto this black cyber canvas when the need arises, whenever the urge to let loose a fart, whether artistic or crude, emerges.

Oh therapeutic.