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| I believe that many people have reasons why they write in diaries/journals/blogs.:P Hey, I can even list some of those here pretty easy: 1."I just love writing. It's my hobby." 2.I think too much. If I don't do something really constructive and productive about it, I am afraid that my poor head will soon explode!*big evil grin* 3."I write better than I talk, and I don't feel like wasting other people's precious time listening (and waiting impatiently) to my stutterings. That's awfully embarrassing!" 4."Not everybody in the world can always accept brutal honesty. That's what I am truly aware of." 5."I feel that the world is slowly lacking sympathy.:( Still, you know what to do when nobody bothers to at least spend a little time to listen to your problems." 6."I can be my own heroine in my own storybook!";D 7.... ...and the list could go on forever. However, I'd like to sum it all up with my own reason these days: "This is my way of keeping my sanity." ......................... *big evil grin* Yes, people. That's right. I am seriously addicted to writing. This has been my therapy. You may and may not like what I write in here. That is truly up to you. Besides, I am just here to present my point of view. So, welcome to my world. The Author |
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Actually, there are things I must really do today: 1.I must fix both lesson plans for my new two classes tomorrow afternoon. 2.I must start writing an article/essay/whatever for a prospective online writing competition.:P Why do I say 'prospective'? Since I know that I still don't make much in my new job yet, I need more side-projects. The prize is a huge amount of money and I need it. I hope I'll get it.;) 3.I must clean up my room! Why? The back-room is still being majorly renovated for 'the newlyweds' (a.k.a. my sister and her you-know-who *rolls eyes*), so a lot of other stuff have been 'temporarily' moved into my room.:( Believe it or not, I've been sleeping in a stockroom lately. I know some of the stuff are mine that also have been replaced from my old room too next door. (Confusing, huh?:P) I want Nick to feel comfortable enough when he gets here. Plus, I don't care what other people may say - even my own family. These days, I just need him around so bad. I can't even explain why. I hope I'll get to do all today, because I've just returned from a family lunch that took quite a while. Worse of all, I think my allergy is acting out, because I've started sneezing pretty much since this afternoon.:( No way, I can't get sick right now. Not when my first real job starts next week - and Nick's arriving next Tuesday to stay with me for thirteen days. The Author | ||
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