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*tap tap* Is this thing on?
So, back in May I turned 29. Not the actual news I want to talk about.
I sometimes feels it's superfluous to write long entries, when I'm on twitter (not so much tumblr anymore, I haven't been there for the past month or so, unless someone links me a specific post) and I manage to regurgitate everything I want to say in short, declarative sentences.
This is helpful because I find myself completely frustrated with everything that's been happening and being able to just tweet "ARGH" at the world has been therapeutic.
Kind of.
Not really.
I took the time to skim through the blogging I did back in the 2006 and I'm amazed at what I managed to churn out during one of the most stressful times of my life. I can't even consider doing the same sort of thing now.
Moreover, it's hard to look back at who I was back then, trying so hard to justify the shit that was going on, out of some misplaced loyalty to people who are no longer friends.
I don't even know who is reading this anymore. If anyone. Maybe this like back in the beginning of my years on LJ and then DW, when I was just shouting at the void.
If you follow the news, you know my country is murdering people again.
I've been thinking about a lot of things to do with that lately.
I hope there is something left to salvage.
Meanwhile, hi? How are you?
I sometimes feels it's superfluous to write long entries, when I'm on twitter (not so much tumblr anymore, I haven't been there for the past month or so, unless someone links me a specific post) and I manage to regurgitate everything I want to say in short, declarative sentences.
This is helpful because I find myself completely frustrated with everything that's been happening and being able to just tweet "ARGH" at the world has been therapeutic.
Kind of.
Not really.
I took the time to skim through the blogging I did back in the 2006 and I'm amazed at what I managed to churn out during one of the most stressful times of my life. I can't even consider doing the same sort of thing now.
Moreover, it's hard to look back at who I was back then, trying so hard to justify the shit that was going on, out of some misplaced loyalty to people who are no longer friends.
I don't even know who is reading this anymore. If anyone. Maybe this like back in the beginning of my years on LJ and then DW, when I was just shouting at the void.
If you follow the news, you know my country is murdering people again.
I've been thinking about a lot of things to do with that lately.
I hope there is something left to salvage.
Meanwhile, hi? How are you?