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Friday, March 4, 20117:01 PM

And... I'm back. Yay. Welcome me, people! It's been like, forever since I've written a single thing. This is weird. I always say this line either to my long lost and forgotten journal (NOT diary, that term's for ninnies) or my blog/s. That's another one. I already have a dozen journals (most of them notebooks just pretending to be journals) and my blogs are like, innumerable. I don't remember anymore how many of them I've got. But I'm pretty sure I made them using different accounts each time I feel like getting "a fresh new start". (Blessie world translate: new blog I would stay faithful to) But the problem is, I never get to finish what I started. There are more "new start" moments than the "finish this until you can't fill it up anymore" moments. I hate it. That is why people don't follow me at all. Because after a few months, the blog/journal would rot after a decade of neglect from the irresponsible author. HATE IT ONCE AGAIN.

And anyway, I'm never really content with anything (just look at me, I don't have a proper layout as of now, nor do I have a proper love life; practically none) so I keep on changing them, thinking I actually can, but can't, in fact. But hey, I'm trying to be a changed person and I'm obviously being a good girl, updating this blog once again after 5 or 6 months of being inactive. I think my link partners already thought I died or something. Anyway, making them severe my acquaintance on them, meaning I just lost a dozen of my cyber friends... NOOO!!! I haven't even started yet. I haven't gotten the fame, and the fortune, the guys... Kidding. So, hear that people? I'm not inactive. I repeat, I am in fact NOT INACTIVE. That means the opposite, btw. I'm ACTIVE now. Not before, of course.

And I'm bringing a new twist to this blog. (Here I go again with the "NEW" stuff. It's cliche #2. Maybe I'm going to start listing my cyclical cliches. I might catch myself later on.) I know I've tried bringing NEW twists also to my diary journal, but give it to me. I'm just trying to make it up to myself for my absence in the writing world. Anyway, the twist I was talking about. Since I've been off in blogger and on in Tumblr, Facebook, and such other social networking sites, they have already rubbed off on me, so I think it'd be a good idea if I brought all of that in my blog. That way, I'd be inspired to actually update this thing (blog). Because honestly, there are times when I'm so NOT in the mood to write really long paragraphs expounding on my dramatic life and all I wanted is a simple typography (Tumblr speak: Inspirational quotes on beautiful pictures) to catch the whole aspect of my silly, silly life or a simple sentence in less than 140 words (Twitter World) to tell the person I love I love him.

So I won't limit this blog to just novel worthy paragraphs, but typographies and sentences as well. I'd put what kind of post it is so there would be no confusion and I'll properly categorize each one of them so it will look really cool. Oh my gad. Do you know that I'm actually supposed to be making an article for the high school newspaper right now? And yet, here I am, blabbing to nirvana with less relevant topics. Mainly, my life. Yeah, I know. Well, anyway, I'm actually quite depressed right now (main reason I chose to update, second one is my life totally sucks) because he's well, you know, SHIT. I hate him. Okay no, I don't. In fact, I like him like I like chicken and potatoes. Those are bad for my health, and yet I love them all the same. Same with that shorty. Hate hate hate hate it. (Quote Taylor Swift "Come on, come on, don't leave me like this. I thought I had you figured out.")

So yeah. My epic failure ends here. I need to see KYUHYUN, SIWON, and ZHOUMI right now. I am lusting for their newest MV "Too Perfect" and it's just so addictive, watching them look immaculate and all. You could practically salivate in front of the computer. Nah, I'm joking. I'm not THAT die hard, you know. I act real normal when they're brought up in conversation. Maybe except when the guys are already in front of me and their mere sight is enough to make you go "TAKE ME! TAKE ME, I'M YOURS!!!"

Die hard.

[I can see the edge but I can't take the fall.]

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