Finally, I get to breathe!
Had been busy up to my neck past few days. Even over the weekend I came back to the office, just to clear my paperwork. Last 2 days were the worst, the pile of paper on my desk, I think I can very soon use them to build a fort around my desk if I don’t clear them.
Just used the morning to clear half of it. Still have half lying on my desk, but I think I can spare some time to blog. Kekeke.
I would have taken a picture of the fort I have built (or rather, my boss helped me build), if only I had my camera with me. But no, I don’t. In fact, I have not been taking pictures for the past one week plus.
Because I don’t have my camera with meeeeeeeeeeeee!
I left it in someone’s bag one day, and since then, I haven’t seen my camera. Either that person forgets to bring, or I forget to take it back.
There were a couple of times I had wanted to snap some pictures around me, but then realised I didn’t have my precious camera.
I miss my camera!!!!!!!!!
I want my cameraaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!
I think, my blog is very boring. Especially without pictures. Already-not-very-high redership fell drastically recently. Very soon, I think I will be left with only three readers – Me, Myself, and I.
Of course, I blog because I want to jot down the little incidents that ever happened in my life. Not because I want people to read them, but if people do want to read, it’s up to them.
Then along the way, I do realise that my writing is damn horrible. Lack of vocabulary is no need to say out loud one. Plus my style of writing is not everyone can appreciate one. Plus sometimes its my emo day, and so, probably not everyone wants to emo with me. And so… there goes readership.
Oh well. As long as Me, Myself and I appreciate my blog, what else is there to complain about?
And then, I guess my entries are affected by the way I am feeling at the point of time of posting. If I feel angry, I write an angry post. If I feel upset, I write an upset post. If I feel happy, I write a happy post. And then, of course, I do realise that no one likes upset posts. Either people try to comfort you, or they try to lecture you about life, or they try to help you. All when you don’t need it.
And so, I pretend to be happy and write a happy post, which is not happy at all. I thought that everyone is stupid like me, and can be coaxed so easily. But apparently no. Cos readership is dropping.
How I feel, is totally reflected by what I write. And so, I choose to password most of my emo entries. Its for your own good that you don’t read them. Cos I don’t want you guys to be emo as well.
I know I have been very emo recently. I laugh and I cry. I get upset and I get angry. I get happy and I become hilarious. Of course, I am only human.
And me being me, don’t know how to hide my emotions from anyone. I can’t feel upset and still laugh. I can’t be disgusted with someone and still be able to act buddy. I can’t. I am not exactly proud about it, but I am definitely not ashamed of it. At least I am true to myself.
And I am proud to say – I have nothing to hide.
This is me.
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