I've been known for a lot of things, but never one.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009/11:49 AM
I just can't wrap my head around it. This might seem like a very dramatic introduction into a very profound blog post but I'm afraid you'd be disappointed to realise that this is just one of those days that I just have to sit at a school library computer and ramble.

Things have been on my mind lately. Most of them shouldn't be in my head at all. Either because, it is clearly very distracting, my thoughts won't bring me anywhere or I just don't want to involve myself in that particular situation at all.

It saddens me how drastically people change. It saddens me more how little we know about a person before we really get hurt by him or her. It makes no sense at all to engage with a person that gives little or no response in return. It's like knocking at a door for three hours when no one's home.

I need to know that I'm not being paranoid and I need to know that my thoughts aren't overimaginative. I know I talk about this so many times on this blasted blog but I just can't get the message through. Words aren't enough to penetrate the stubborn shield that one is capable of hiding behind.

I want to talk things through, but how? I'm not one to confront. I want to make this person realise that what he or she is saying is utter nonsense and that I want him or her to stop it at once. I want to yell at this person and make him or her feel how I'm feeling.

Why am I so frustrated? One day, when the air really is cleared (like that's ever going to happen because storms happen alot lately) and all the drama has evaporated, I'm wondering what is going to spur this person on because it seems to me that all the lies he or she has been hiding behind is getting more and more dense. No not dense, inflated. It's going to expand so much that its going to pop. And all that will be left is orange rubbery rubble and air.

screw it.

self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities. I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.

read my lips.

they're watching.

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