Edcel.net - mind games

This blog is an outlet for showing the deeper side of me. Cause people just perceive me as a happy-go-lucky-person with no direction in life; even if it’s half-true. I just put a mask with a happy face every time I go to work or wherever; but deep inside, close people know the real me. That is, I’m surrounded with too much problems that I get mentally deranged sometimes.

I don’t want to open up to people because in the end, they’ll have they’re own say and I’ll have mine. God knows what those brains are thinking next. There’s no use of explaining just because I’m tired of repeating the same words, as if they’re still going to believe me. Of course, I’m running out of excuses and my excuses don’t seem to equate but we each got our own reasons; with those reasons being determined by how we were raised.

Anyway, going back; it’s nice to have a place to talk and talk, since I love talking about to myself. So forgive me if I’m sometimes a prick for being sensitive when it comes to the words I leak out of this page.

But don’t get me wrong, this blog is another option for me to earn money while expressing my thoughts. I already started earning online through another blog, however, I didn’t have much control of that over this. I mean, I’m happy that I’m able to learn the hassles of creating my own website. It adds credibility to the fact that I started it by myself. So it’s not bad that I also blog about things that may be off base. Besides, I already have a number of “personal” entries that I don’t normally share to my usual readers in my other blog, so it would I’m assuming it would be okay to talk about nonsense once in a while.

Anyway, to anybody who visits here, I’d appreciate it if you’d leave a comment; if not on the “Comments” box, you can just place a shout out on how you were able to come to this site.

While I’m alive, I plan to leave a mark in this world. The only problem is to find that existing purpose of how you want to send a lasting impression that can never be forgotten. People are people, how many people are there? How many can say “I did it!”? How many didn’t get the chance? How can one be remembered? That is part of our journey. I pray I can touch people’s lives (not in nymph’s sense though). But just to contribute to a society, I guess that’ll be one of my fulfillments.

With so many people walking, how can one leave a lasting print?
The sand can just wash it away, how do you make it permanent?