Thursday, May 10, 2007

i guess i'm not a writer after all.


i just can't understand why i can't blog.


ok, i sounded stupid on that one. haha.

i've been enjoying blog hopping for a really looooooong time now. and every time i
try to start something with my own blog, i always, always, always end up with nothing (the exaggeration's really true). it's really frustrating. i have always been in looove with writing. i have always liked words, english, grammar, literature, sentence patterns (that s-tv-do thing. HAHA), novels, essays, something papers.

but somehow, everytime i try to blog i always end up with nothing. *sad face*

maybe being
in looove with writing isn't enough. i want/wanted to blog because i want to inspire, to talk about love, life and living it up up up. i want to be that someone who made the difference. i want to be that someone who has sense. i want to be that someone who cares.
i want to be that someone. the super someone.


and it is probably never too late.

i could try.
i could fail.
i could try again.
i could give up.

but i just really wanted to prove to myself that somewhere beneath me is a girl who dreams, who lives, who believes in something
real. and it is for me to know what is that 'real.'

i guess i'm not a writer after all.

but i could be the storyteller of the untold story of... "my life."



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