Suppose others don't mind overusing eyes, I do. The longer I stare into the screen, the blurrier things become. I have the weird feeling that the computer sucks up my vigor, leaving me listless.

It is like a tragedy to me that we rely on computers more than anything else nowadays. Or maybe I am a technophobe, fearing new technology surging up whilst I feel totally all at sea.

 I am about to give descriptions to a few guys I am not lucky enough to skip in my brief course of life. These men may appear amiable, cordial and gallant to their beloved ones, but to me, they can't hold a candle to my imaginary hero.

Jude is not one of my favorite names. It reminds me of the ancient Jude who betrays his master Jesus Christ. The Jude I prefer not to have the pleasure to make acquaintance with claims to live in Newcastle, UK. Neither does he sell nor buy commodities despite he speaks of business connections in London whom he can introduce to me, God bless me I am too gullible. His living source is a mystery although he has meetings to attend to at the noon he stays up to 3 am in the morning. It is unbelievable that he has spelling issues. Perhaps he is not a well educated Englishman at all! On top of his negative image, he suspects I am a man right after he showers quantities of affections on me. Can it be his unjustified feelings do not impress me that he gets bummed?