{ Stop, format it. }
Stop, format it.Doing things out of the ordinary can develop into an addiction I tell ya.After all this time, I still haven't found it in myself to pour anything out into the open. I have discovered that everything's still in the bottle. As much as I would have liked this blog to become something of a sanity therapy for me, I am afraid it hasn't succeeded. And neither has anyone or anything else. There are many many things I would have loved my blog to be an avenue for, although unfortunately, consequences do not permit. Maybe it's for the best. I might go 'Whew, thank God I hadn't blogged it' after. You know? More times than not, repression is easier when you do not have evidence floating around somewhere in the worldwide web.I truly admire those of you out there who are able to express yourselves with an uncowardly-like bluntness. About your family, your habits, your conflicts. I find that writing plainly about oneself can be one of the hardest things. You may think, 'Alyaa, haven't you been doing just that'? and actually, no, I think not. I tend to blabber on in regards to any events and about people that surround me in general. Alyaa is average. (no, this is not a 'fishing for compliments' statement; it is a fact, what I think). I have been jumpy, senstive, lazy, and somewhat insane as of late. It could be because of the aftermath of a bad ankle and being thieved, looming exams, my university requirements and my extreme fear of failure. I would like to think that I am strong and will rise above all of this, but at the moment, I am far from it.Cope. All I want is just to cope.ps: I'm watching the Da Vinci Code tonight. woohoo!
( a l y a a ) @ Friday, May 19, 2006 / 5:55 pm /