Hey all, I guess it is time for me to write something sensible within this space. My blog is going dead, with so much to interpret if you are not exactly close to me. It kinda looks more like a tumblr account now that I am taking a second glance at it, so let me just keep writing to prevent that from happening.
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Well, I ought to be catching 'Over her Dead Body' right now because I specially checked Life this morning for its screening time. Instead, I am kinda hooked on this. And when I mean this, it means bloghopping. Nope, not the usual fashion sites this time. I came across this livejournal, and for once I was reading a lot more than scrolling through pictures of long-legged flawless models (Yes, I am guilty of this habit, hoping that one day my facial features will miraculously bear the slightest resemblance to theirs even though I am obviously and shamefully aware that is not going to happen).
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What strangely attractive about this blog is the way I am able to relate to each entry that is drafted by the owner. Maybe 'all' is an exaggerated term, but you do get what I mean. It is pretty amazing to discover that somebody on this planet is going through the same tough journey as you are- wondering and feeling kinda lost in her life, pondering on almost every matter, struggling to fight against those flashbacks of her less welcoming past and not forgetting, trying her very best to find contentment despite all those emotional baggage. But I reckon that the owner is much more oppressed than I am, especially with her spiteful exboyfriend. Guess she has made a right choice to leave, and join the Freedom Ladies Society.
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Sigh, why do I get the feeling that I am boring the hell out of you creatures? I bet there is only a handful of people that bother reading till this paragraph or should I say one, am only confident that my beloved Baybeh will do that. This blog is tragically turning into a space where I pen my emotions, okay why do I sound so bitter? I am happy, I really am. Maybe on days when I am not alone at home, on days when I am occupied, busy yet satisfied. I cannot just sit around at home doing almost nothing, because my thoughts tend to run wild and explode into an endless mindmap. No idea why but I kinda look forward to work tomorrow, I miss making oversized waffles and serving massive scoops of ice cream that make customers elated yet the company to suffer. Alright enough of all my ramblings and despondent self, I will try to keep my posts less gloomy, till then folks, xo.
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"My heart is ugly. The world has made me hard and cold, with this pain I've hated and all this bitterness stole away my sweetness."
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P/S Blogger is so screwed with their alignment. Ugh those dashes dont mean anything, it is not a pattern that I am trying to create but a fucking paragraph which I cant seem to get with the push of the Enter button.
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