blogging. pouring all those thoughts that you had, out onto an empty space in the huge world wide web somewhere. and hoping that someone might come across it.

its funny. i never think too deeply about anything to "blog" about it. or at least i think i don't. this is more like a diary of what's happening in my life.

who knows, maybe i came across such thoughts sometime in my life. but my memory span is way too short for me to be able to remember it all.

why am i even here. rambling on about such useless nonsense. and why do i call this a blog anyway? hmm.

i think insomnia makes me even weirder than i already am. not like i really need that. it makes me super duper confusing. you can't figure out what i'm doing. neither can i.

i talk to myself a lot. i actually think that there's another side of me that will think differently that the first side of me. but i can never tell which side is which, or whether there's even two sides, because i'm still... well, me.

holy. i'm so unpredictable that even i don't know what i'm doing. did i mention that already?

i feel drunk. but i didn't drink. my head is just heavy and it feels like its about to drop. i wish it felt like that last night. it would have spared me from a torturous night of staring at time pass by.

oh lookie, i'm done talking about myself, its time to hit the 'submit' button.

and that pretty much summarizes a blog.

做了一晚貪慕虛榮的我...



花了不知幾多時間化妝和set頭...



過了整個晚上才知道



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