on my mind.

If it happens soon, I'm afraid I'll blame my dad for not trying harder. Though I know it wouldn't be fair.

trashy.

Things I am not proud of in life (an ongoing list):

• Eating pizza and drinking coke while watching Gossip Girl.
• Not attending those boxing classes I signed up for.
• Sometimes sleeping until noon.
• Having no direction in life at the moment. Whatsoever.
• Not being able to handle her disease.
  
• My job.
• Using public transportation when it rains.
• Having the Thriller album in my CD collection.
  
• The way I am not able to end things.
• My tendency to avoid conflicts.
  

starting from scratch

english is my second language, and i am not a very well structured writer. i don't care about capital letters and my punctuation is hopeless. i try though.
today i considered deleting all of my old blog posts, reading through the stuff i've posted on here made me stop and think. what i saw was extremely superficial entries about shopping and everyday life, this was not my point when i started this whole thing. honestly i do not write this to entertain anybody, i write this for me, or at least that was the idea. i wanted to look back and remember these past months, but when reading what i've written, i hardly remember any of those days.


DELETED


this is the event that made me start this blog. this is what i wanted to write about. but i just couldn't bring myself to do it. until today. and it feels strange writing this, a bit uncomfortable. nobody i know irl knows about this blog, i'd like to keep it that way.


adios