As I write this, it is 3:36am and I’m seated at my desk in the office. I’ve been here for more than 12 hours.
This isn’t unusual. This is me, this is my work and this is my life. Girlfriends have stated (quite correctly) that the two – my work and life – are one and the same. Most of the time, I don’t really bother to argue.
My name is Najmuddin Najib and I’m a journalist for the country’s oldest newspaper, The Malay Mail.
This is my blog.
(Wah. So drama.)
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Wah. Drama.
Btw. I’ve been practicing singing the kucing tua song (you know it, Memories from the Cats musical) so I can sing it to you when I get bored just to bugger you.
That’s, erm, fantastic. I look forward to the kucing tua medley. No anjing songs ke, this smacks of species-racism.
Wah… I think you missed out on a brilliant career as a soap opera writer!