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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Whee before I start I shall warn: don't get your hopes up, I'm not going to revive this already dead blog.

Hello world. This shall be the last official post on my pretty little blog - I still love it, but I don't feel like continuing with the narration of my life to the world. I guess keeping a blog is a way of leaving more than a statistic when I leave this world/earth, but it feels like I'm exposing too much about myself. Besides, I only ever write about mundane matters or rant about people or events that displeased me.

I love typing, I really do. It's easier on my fingers than writing, and much faster too. Paper can get wet or torn and is easily destroyed, but it's nearly impossible to erase whatever is typed and uploaded/made available on the net. But I don't want to type from a biased point of view. I'd much rather type out a fantasy than my life story (at the moment, at least). Typing can be so hurtful sometimes, too, because it's in black and white afterall (figuratively speaking), and can easily be misinterpreted. There's no tone, and the lines can be inferred from wrongly or interpreted to be sarcastic. Typing can get out of hand, and become rants. It's so easy- too easy, to type, that we misuse this... privilege (or so to speak). Perhaps the chinese passage I read just now makes more sense then I gave it credit for- a few well-said words that make and impact show one's cultures upbringing. Quantity VS quality all over again.

Wow. If you read that last paragraph, I really have to admire your patience and support. I was pondering/reflecting on technology, in a way, but not in general, so it's actually pretty biased. A heated debate with someone on MSN spoilt my mood altogether. I was reading, but suddenly lost interest in the story; I went to an anime site, but nothing interested me. I am disturbed, perhaps more so because the other party believes that I am the one at fault too. It all started with simple typing and got out of hand. I did what I've taken to doing - blocked that person for the sake of my own sanity.

I shall not be draggy. I'm reasonably happy with my life now, even though I'm positive it's not better than it was four years ago when I first started this blog. I've sort of found my way in life, and have decided on an aspiration - speech therapy/speech and language pathology. I love my play-time, slack-time, snack-time and sleep-time, and am as averse to sitting down properly and doing work/studying as I was a long time ago - perhaps even more.

I don't think I've changed much at all! In a hundred and thirty-six posts (this being the 136th), I have literally told all there is to tell, and more, of my secondary school life. At the end of the blog, I am just a nearly-sixteen year old girl, typing about herself, her views, thoughts and feelings, while trying to find herself, her way in life. I'm not sure if I've found anything, but I still love this blog to bits. Sometimes, you have to give up what you love, exactly because you love it for what it is/was.

Stars (burning rocks all over the universe) and snow (hardened water, softened ice), placed together by a little girl who didn't know any better. Four years of school, home and life, countless hours of computer usage, the blog that hasn't disappeared and the person that still loves to type.

I'm still me, myself and I, but snowy-stars will be no more - if you believed them to exist in the first place, of course.

Until then, みんなさん, さようなら！:')

(3/19/2011 10:26:00 PM)