B

Sometimes when I'm facing the 'create new post' page, well not sometimes but all the times, I find myself staring blankly into the page, not knowing what to type. It's a frustrating thing especially when just an hour before I know exactly the right words to lay down.

At the same time, day in and day out I realise that I was clueless when beginning because 'written thoughts' sounds different when said and when written. Some may call it writer's block but I refuse to believe so.

Finding the right words to convey a certain message is as hard as writing a convincing ghost story. Well, maybe I've digressed too much.

Maybe what I'm trying to say is that my 'written thoughts' and my 'said thoughts' are totally different. If people generalise a blog as a reflection of one's self, than I must say that mine's an alternate self, or rather the outer self.

At times I blogged to write to an audience and at times I write to myself, comforting myself at the same time. I know it sounds kind of weird but I feel much better when things are written down, when I look at it I realise that it isn't that bad.

Looking at the current situation, this blog is the only thread that some people are holding onto. This is the channel to tune in to find out the happenings in my life; where I've been last weekend, my plans, my comments on movies and all that.

Well, maybe it's my boring personality that contributes to the lameness of this entry. And I should mention that this entry wrote itself. I came in not knowing what to write but at the end of it, I have quite a number of paragraphs.

And just for the people who reads to find the 'real' me, my life is officially in the dumps. While others are excited about starting school and all, I'm stuck feeling an all time low at home. Adulthood came knocking at the wrong time and I answered expecting a long lost friend.

For the people who hadn't reached adulthood, know that life's a bitch with a capital B. And you can take that to the bank with you.