Urm...
Okay, first of all, I really don't know what to be posting, but I just felt like posting something on my blog. Seasoned readers or really good friends of mine would understand how I feel if I had such a moment. Not good, is a simple way of putting it.
Over the years, although my blog is public, I still see it as a little haven that doesn't exist physically, and that it has also become a piece of me where I dump a lot of the stresses in life over here. And that probably is why posts about happy things are really rare here.
I didn't start this blog to show the world who I am, or to tell the Internet how amazing and fantastic my life is. When I made this blog, I made it for myself and told myself that nobody is going to take it away from me. The nature of blogging has always been to show something off, but I mean, there's many ways to look at it.
At times, I say that if it hurts your eyes or your brain, then don't read it. And it does contradict the nature of blogging and having some property/space online where everything is visible, but then the reader has a choice. The reader, that is, you, always has a choice to read it or not.
By posting a disclaimer from the very start, I am telling you that what I post on here might not to be your taste and that if you feel like you would be compromised then, it's best if you don't read.
OR if I think it'll upset you if you read, then I have given you ample warning.
The reader chose to go ahead and I have done what I could.
So urm, as usual, things aren't really going too well. I especially dislike how things always don't go well during times when I need them to. Like now, when I have exams to worry about.
But it's all like, shit happens, right? And then it'll suck right? But having shit happening at all the wrong times just makes it all the more terrible to deal with.
It's becoming all about forgetting, and making excuses. Over the years I've gone strong enough to know that running away is never a solution. Even if one wants to run away, they should be doing so for a very good reason, and will be fully ready to. The strong soul faces problems, solve them, and is determined.
And that is who I am today, to be brave enough to stand my ground in the face of troubled times, to do my best to resolve things.
A strong soul, is beautiful.
Nothing about it is ugly - at all.
Over the years, although my blog is public, I still see it as a little haven that doesn't exist physically, and that it has also become a piece of me where I dump a lot of the stresses in life over here. And that probably is why posts about happy things are really rare here.
I didn't start this blog to show the world who I am, or to tell the Internet how amazing and fantastic my life is. When I made this blog, I made it for myself and told myself that nobody is going to take it away from me. The nature of blogging has always been to show something off, but I mean, there's many ways to look at it.
At times, I say that if it hurts your eyes or your brain, then don't read it. And it does contradict the nature of blogging and having some property/space online where everything is visible, but then the reader has a choice. The reader, that is, you, always has a choice to read it or not.
By posting a disclaimer from the very start, I am telling you that what I post on here might not to be your taste and that if you feel like you would be compromised then, it's best if you don't read.
OR if I think it'll upset you if you read, then I have given you ample warning.
The reader chose to go ahead and I have done what I could.
So urm, as usual, things aren't really going too well. I especially dislike how things always don't go well during times when I need them to. Like now, when I have exams to worry about.
But it's all like, shit happens, right? And then it'll suck right? But having shit happening at all the wrong times just makes it all the more terrible to deal with.
It's becoming all about forgetting, and making excuses. Over the years I've gone strong enough to know that running away is never a solution. Even if one wants to run away, they should be doing so for a very good reason, and will be fully ready to. The strong soul faces problems, solve them, and is determined.
And that is who I am today, to be brave enough to stand my ground in the face of troubled times, to do my best to resolve things.
A strong soul, is beautiful.
Nothing about it is ugly - at all.
