Monday, December 10, 2012

Grant me this spotlight.

yes, i know i haven't been talking with you much lately. yes, i know i seldom blog or mention you anywhere. but think about it, does that really mean i don't care for you?

i did go up to you and asked what was wrong. isn't that better proof that i do care about you? what do some tweets or a blog post have on that? it's good enough that i want to care about you.

it's not my fault that you don't want to tell me what's wrong. i understand that you don't want to talk about it. you know what pissed me off the most? it's when you said i was more "curious" than "concerned". really, if i don't give a shit, i won't give a single shit.


woke up with a shock because i was supposed to get ready for the trip to the pet clinic. Tilda was really mad at all of us, and even more so when we were feeding her medicine.

so i was camwhoring with myself when Halia just came at me and started kissing me all over. i have no idea what he wanted!! he kept nuzzling himself onto my face, and it got pretty annoying eventually, though i laughed.

i just gave him a jumpscare on purpose, and he got so shocked til he hissed at me. XD you know the more i stare at all the cats here, the more i really think they're all nuts. i can laugh my head off just by standing in the middle of the hall and looking around at all of them.


so currently i've nothing interesting or intelligent to blog about. i'm here staring at this post, wondering whether to publish now or to wait for more stuff to happen so i can blog about my entire day at one shot.

or maybe i shall now post pictures of myself. my schoolmate Alisya [or ex, since i'm already leaving the school already] told me last night that i iz pretty, which made me cringe but so blissful at the same time.

and then she said that she is Solitary Author's #1 fan. ahh.... i love it when people dare admit that they read my blog, really. i get a lot of pageviews in one day but nothing makes me feel happier than having someone tell me that they read it.

Azreenie also reads my blog on a regular basis; it's like her newspaper, apparently. i love it when she quotes some lines from my blog on her Twitter, and i love it more when they get retweets.

i don't know la eh, but it'd be nice if my blog gets more recognition. i'm gonna be honest here, but when i tweeted about the "pretty girls stop writing cause that's all i have" thing, i was referring to naomi neo. it's like, yes, everyone thinks she's pretty, everyone's commending her looks all the time, liking her photos and whatever not.

and me? i'm far from that. writing is really all i have. blogging. so i'd like to have that spotlight, since other people have other things to gain recognition from.

writing out my stories, the things i've been going through, i don't know if they may seem attention-seeking to you or not. but it's all i know; to turn my pain into inspiration. it's what i look at as turning a weakness into a strength.

am i making sense? or am i gonna be deemed silly? either way, this is just what i feel.


p.s. i love my Axes. every single one of you.

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