It's been a while since I've actually written a proper post.. I keep wanting to delete this blog. It's not fulfilled its purpose. It was supposed to be my canvas to paint on. My twisted thoughts and feelings splattered over a tiny space i could call my own. So far... Mission not accomplished...

Honestly.. I don't like blogs. Before cyberspace allowed individuals to post random thoughts and pointless moments, there was a time I believed people were complex creatures. Brimming with thoughts and emotions that would take years of conversation and careful reflection to fully understand. Before blogs and facebook, I would have been completely intrigued by the idea of putting your ideas and thoughts into a letter, or a post. How interesting! I bet you've thought about it too im sure. So many things to talk about! The sights, sound, smell, taste, how it makes you feel and so much more. How would you, or anyone for that matter relate so much information onto a piece of paper? Or now a post? Answer? Plainly, they don't.
It's not that they don't jot down every single pointless moment of their day, because hell yea, that is exactly what everyone's doing! It's just that the string of pointless posts and mind numbing talk makes me think people aren't very complicated and mysterious after all. We're just a bunch of animals running on basic instinct. Hungry-eat-ooo..nice dessert-time to blog about it-yumm. What bothers me is i rarely find something that makes me go 'Whoa... Wow.. That was deep and incredibly interesting' and i'm losing faith that people have deep thoughts at all. Just many shallow ones. No onions layers to peel? Darn.. How boring.
Maybe we've been spoonfed so much we refuse to think about anything outside whats handed to us in our lecture notes and exam papers. So when you don't think, what else is there for you to write about? Dessert =) But then again, its up to you whether you want to write about how your shit looked like as you flushed it down the toilet bowl, because of course it IS your space. So what am I going on about? Shut up thri! We've had enough of your bullshit. Now i'm gonna read someone elses one. *sigh..* I guess the little girl inside me who believed our people were destined for great knowledge and wisdom just got crushed. Give her some time to recover.
When I go through facebook and realize the amount of energy and time i've invested in keeping my account, I suddenly feel so tired. I'm wasting away my youth sitting in front of a bright LCD screen which prickles my skin. Im not joking. It makes me feel lethargic all the time. So i'm spending my holidays snuggling up with mr bear and a couple of good books. I've also decided to go to my favourite spots and take random pictures. I need to get over this 'im gonna get raped if i step out of my door' phase. Its really bugging my life. I don't give a rats ass if i get raped. (Just in case you're a rapist reading this blog.. This is not true.. Please don't rape me..) Let me live a little first will ya! I think my mom's paranoia splashed onto me, unfortunately. =( I'll start drawing again too. Ive lost touch. But im happy with how i've spent my time these few days. I'm starting to feel like myself again. After a REALLY long time. I've missed you thri. *hugs self*

Its the time of year we light lamps all around the house. Looks beautiful =)