New Style

I sat at my computer yesterday and opened up this page. I started to type but nothing was really… attention grabby. It was like really bland. I just read over the four hundred some words and it was literally just like “This is my day… this is what happened… Yay…”

Was I pretty much done? I didn’t know what else to write. I wasn’t sure if I was just completely satisfied. Usually when I’m on here I’m overly excited about something like “Oh man! My girl did this and that and what not!” or I’ll be in a pissed off angry upset rage mode that the whole apartment heats up from my speed of typing.

Am I just in the state of satisfaction? Is there nothing too exciting or depressing or making me upset? I guess for now all I can do is just sit in the fact that maybe I just finally reached a point where my life is actually  going smoothly. My mind and heart probably isn’t reacting the way I thought it would as a result of it. Meh, who knows. All I know is that there is nothing that is making me feel one way or another. I’m just at a steady pace. Everything is finally coming together. It just took too damn long to finally get it right.

But the other day my girl asked me about how my blog was doing. I told her it was doing well and that lately (as stated before) there has been a few days where I just don’t know what to write about. She told me that I should explore a new style of writing, more specifically poetry.

I didn’t think I was cut out for it. I mean poetry is such a beautiful arm form and I’m… some Asian guy who types out his life. I don’t think I’m cut out for it. It would just be mushy lovey poems about how I feel about her or things of that nature. I would want to explore getting into the short stories realm. What would the short stories be of? I have a few ideas…

I know that I should explore new writing styles. I mean one can only write about his life for only so long until every color turns into grey. I think this is my grey point. Some color will jump back into this I know it will. Just lately it feels like nothing has really knocked me off my feet. I mean I always have this huge love and passion for my girl, but really I feel like the more I speak about it, the less meaningful it gets. That’s something I want to keep to myself and her. To keep that drive full blast moving forward. I throw it out here and some of the magic is lost somehow.

I can’t even remember all of the details of my “terrific” childhood (my girl still thinks that I was a spoiled brat but oh well) but I know that it would take some serious thinking to do all that. I’m still in the process of getting motivated to start up my book again… I’m just so on cruise mode. I kind of miss the chaos of feeling super stressed and veering the steering wheel left and right then doing crazy doughnuts. I need to find something that will get me to flip that car and start it on fire (FIRE!!! >:]) .

So maybe I should start up my short stories and poetry. Who knows. I guess I will never find out until I try it, right? Or maybe I should get off my butt, and off Battlefield 4, and get with the program. My girl teased me about the coffee shop girl that had a crush on me. I don’t think I will be going back to that specific coffee shop (but their coffee is sooooooo good…).

I’ve been getting a few emails for the “Questions and Answers” page as well. Those will be up tomorrow. Keep an eye out for it.

Well it’s a blizzard out and the roads are terrible where I’m at so… Maybe I will actually flip my car and set it on fire (my girl wont like that comment).