sweet nothings
my posts were so much more interesting back then. say half a year or so ago. my life is just as interesting/boring as before, ive no idea where all the touch of humor and good proper writing skills went.
maybe i stop writing so well because i cant write as much as i want anymore. and daming bawal. as everyone out there might as well as know, I AM NOT A VERY SECRETIVE PERSON. really. i am so extremely open and clear that there is no room left for mystery anymore. i am 10% eloquency/fluency (yeah right!), 10% passion, and 80% undilluted foul-mouthed insensitive tact.
yes, all the rumors about me being "matulis ang tabas ng dila" and all that are more than true. but it makes me!
now i cant anymore. i wish i kept on thinking that no one reads this blog like i did before.
also i can barely read!!! there's always something on my mind. whats worse it, whatevr on my mind is, its always usually so just unfortunately trivial. like a louise vuitton speedy for example. or boys. boys boys, of course boys! or fashion. fucking fashion. fashion just ate me alive.
and how can one write without reading? thats like the ultimate WRITER COMMANDMENT! read!!! unlike before, my vocabulary's already limited. i keep on saying the same words from the last entry and all. the only word ive found interesting enough to look up to the past days is 'ludicrous'... i dont even know what that means yet.
oh man, what's wrong with me! and im writing bullshit now. oh fuckity fuck.
posted by the irresistably conceited Jenni |
