A Profound Open Letter to the Skeletons in the Drafts


Dear Ideas,

In all sincerity, we ( brain and I)  apologize for the abandonment, leaving all of you to wither in the WordPress Cosmos.The simple thought of seeing you blossom into a wonderful post paints a smile upon our faces. But alas, Brain and I have not enough words to fund your growth.

We are doing all possibilities to revive you so don’t worry yet. Brain works very hard at his company BrainStorming, Inc. for financial support to fund you guys. I, on the other hand helps keep track of the words he earns. As of today, June 11, 2015, we have raised a thousand words for you guys but a thousand words simply does not fit all of your needs as your population increases at an alarming rate.

We suggest you hold on in the dark damp areas of the Drafts. Soon, someone shall be chosen and then finally extracting all you from these hellish places.

Your Parents,

Brain and I.

An Eye-Opening Open Letter to my Exasperating Memory


Each night, as I succumb to slumber, I dive into an endless abyss of thoughts, my mind. I watch words forming, pairing and getting know each other. I see it as a masterpiece. I then decide to post in it this blog. But the next morning, I forget about three fourths of what it was.

Why do you have to be so unreliable?

As I march through the notes perfectly in playing instruments, halfway through the piece, I forget the notes.

Why must you be so annoying?

Exams. I studied hard for this day, cramming every last bit of information and reviewing the notes. But when exams are actually knocking on my door, those notes, those information, those spent hours, I forget.

Why are you so frustrating?

I remind myself in every way for that homework or project due for tomorrow. But still, I forget.

Why do you have to be mean?

Those annoying shameful awkward moments, frequently popping into my mind when I don’t need them. I don’t forget.

Why are you malevolent?

Nightmares. Have the ability to kill you. I want it out. But you don’t allow it.

Why do you enjoy this?

Why?

What did I ever do to you?

Why are you so rude?

But still, thank you. You let me feel that I’m still human, that I’m not a flash drive. You might have these atrocities but I can still use you for reminiscence. Thank you.

 

An Open Letter to “Future” Bloggers Who I Did Not Follow Back


Dear friend,

I did not return the favor of following you back not because you’re a horrible blogger, but simply because it doesn’t fit my requirements. Here is a list of reasons.

  1. You are one of those people who shamelessly want followers by cheating. I know about your secret. How? Without any evidence of a view in any of my posts, you follow for no reason.
  2. I find your content not entertaining for me. Sorry about that 😦
  3. Connected to number 1. You may have amazed me with your like”s” but nope, I know you didn’t read it. The view icon is all knowing. Another proof of that is how can you read so fast and like all of my posts in a second? Are your eyes and brain on steroids?
  4. I may have not just seen you follow me. 😛 So show yourself!

Sincerely not yours,

Asil

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