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Bosphorus Sea, 2013

I can hardly believe my fingers it has been (almost) 11 years since the first time I signed up on this site, it was doubtless... lowbrow back then. Prolly because very few of brow products that have been discovered at that time. No.

The truth is, I'm in need of a something to balance my and my third job has affected me in a way I never imagined... it gave me a cacoethes scribendi¹. Twitter with its 140-character limitation and Instagram with its 1080 pixels of dazzling bluff are not enough for me to release the urge to blub my thoughts out and seem to regress human ability (well, my ability) to show in-depth perspectives. Pret. This blog is basically a trash bin where I'll be sharing my viewpoints―in the worst-case scenario, my comments on receh stuffs. The title itself came from a gincu (seriously) and according to Oxford Dictionaries Online, the word equivoque means "an expression capable of having more than one meaning; a pun; the fact of having more than one meaning or possible interpretation; ambiguity" (well, in this case, my interpretation and yours). Apa sih. 

Anyway, I beg your pardon for intruding and here it is, an appropriate prelude from me: hello!


¹cacoethes scribendi = insatiable desire to write