Blogaholic

There are alcoholic, shopaholic, workaholic etc, and I thinking I am getting to become a "blogaholic". In fact, this is not a new word, just when I suddenly think of the combination of "blog" and "-aholic", there are already a lot of entries you could find on the Google regarding the term blogaholic.

I must confess that I am not very productive recently due to the addiction of reading one blog to another when the work on hand is not that urgent to be completed. I shouldn't have done so but it almost becomes a daily routine to check the often-read blogs and find out what the updates are. Luckily the list is not that long due to my short blogging history, otherwise I am worried that I might lost my job because I spend too much time on other people's blogs.

Lately I had gone through quite a few of the traveling blogs and felt fortunate that I've done something similar, although just a very small degree compared to the rest, to not to feel too regretful about life. I've been thinking, if I use my working holiday visa to find the work in UK, if I keep staying in Europe, what will be like now? I still have 7 months before the visa expires, should I do it again?

My dream is to work in as many countries as I could, before I have the family to settle down, to get to know the local, interact without worrying the time and money. Maybe I have been on my own for a while and want to try the experience of traveling with an intimate partner and see what it likes. Maybe till then, I will just do short trips and leave the longer "around the world" type during the gap year.

Other than traveling, it's also interesting to know what other people are thinking, how do they live the life, how do they see the world around them. Thanks for all those bloggers' kind sharing so we could see a different world through other people's eyes. I haven't yet got the thought to publish my blog link openly as I still want to keep some privacy only to close friends; however, no doubtfully by blogging it helps me to keep track what I have walked through along the journey (yes I am too lazy to write on the diary...) and one day when I look back, it will be a real memory - a history of my own.