♥ posted January 7, 2009, 3:03 am

Something (a lot of things actually) is bugging and eating at me. I don’t know what it is but it’s really affecting me and how I’m around people. I can sense their impatience and annoyance sometimes. No I don’t have a knack to detect these things, it’s just painfully obvious. Hence it becomes an issue.

Some people write nice, abstract, vague little lines of literature, almost poetry but not quite so, when they are emotionally unstable and their brains feel like snapping in two. No, that’s a way to describe arms and legs and such, body parts of length. Whatever, I’m digressing. Now all that is left is the vagueness. I really can’t be bothered.

Scoff at this because it desperately screams “attention seeking whore”.

I write not because of that I guess for the reason of documenting life as I live it, read back maybe a year or so later, laugh at myself for being a silly little boy and smile.

Also as an upkeep to my proficiency in literacy of the language so it doesn’t drop to a point where I can barely manage a sentence without some sort of a reliance on filler, invalid words such as “lah”.

A post that is random and drives no point, and has no clear message.

What’s new, really.