Oh well, one would wonder why the enthusiasm that compelled me to start this blog was short lived. I will answer you. As you may already know if you have read my very first post on the blog, the break-in that occurred in my hostel room served as inspiration. There was no other break-in and i stopped blogging as there was nothing to talk about. hahaha! don't mind me o! school work was just on my head, neck, stomach and i am extremely bad at managing too many activities at a time so i took an overdose of chill pills, laid my hands off this for a while but now THIS IS I.
I want to always take my time to talk about what interests me. To be quite honest, after my first post i went scouting for the best things to post and that has not exactly worked for me. i have a wild imagination and i think its about time i explored it. I wanted to be a writer when i was younger but i didn't follow that up and although i lost it, i am forced to believe that all hope is not lost. i am attempting to revive my reading as well and writing ability and this blog would serve as a tool for that. I would write whatever suits me, no rules, no pattern, no nothing. To welcome myself back, I have decided to share an entry from my diary. The first and only thing i ever wrote in the diary. I never continue things, i stop half way and this would be a shot at consistency for me.
Here it goes:
This was penned down on the 29th day of June, 2015. At night.
I got this book yesterday. I intended to get a diary like i have for the past months or maybe years.
Diaries are expensive. unnecessarily expensive. I need leaves, sheets or whatever to pen down my thoughts. This one is a hard cover, less expensive and works just fine. i would have loved it better if the cover were black, grey or brown. This has a colour i am slightly unfamiliar with. it could be pink, peach, orange, a mixture, none aforementioned, i'm not sure but it's fine.
I will go take a shower now and if i feel the need to pen down my thoughts on anything, perhaps my day, I would do that as soon as i am back.
I am back!!! I want to talk about me. This would be really difficult as i think there is a lot to me and at the same time i feel like i do not know me... so i might as well not talk about me and hope that by the time i fill these sheets with ink, i'll discover things; wonderful things about a whole lot of things, i could also improve my handwriting. It has gotten worse over the years to think that when i was a lot younger i was hoping to get older for my handwriting sake among many other things. I thought that the older a person, the better the handwriting. Boy was i wrong.
I just hope i fill up this sheets and not stop midway. That is the actual aim -- filling up the sheets and not giving up or halting like i know i most likely would.
STOP.
And that was it o. I wrote down my prayers that night and it was the last time i ever wrote on the pages of the book.
Join me in this Journey...
x
I want to always take my time to talk about what interests me. To be quite honest, after my first post i went scouting for the best things to post and that has not exactly worked for me. i have a wild imagination and i think its about time i explored it. I wanted to be a writer when i was younger but i didn't follow that up and although i lost it, i am forced to believe that all hope is not lost. i am attempting to revive my reading as well and writing ability and this blog would serve as a tool for that. I would write whatever suits me, no rules, no pattern, no nothing. To welcome myself back, I have decided to share an entry from my diary. The first and only thing i ever wrote in the diary. I never continue things, i stop half way and this would be a shot at consistency for me.
Here it goes:
This was penned down on the 29th day of June, 2015. At night.
I got this book yesterday. I intended to get a diary like i have for the past months or maybe years.
Diaries are expensive. unnecessarily expensive. I need leaves, sheets or whatever to pen down my thoughts. This one is a hard cover, less expensive and works just fine. i would have loved it better if the cover were black, grey or brown. This has a colour i am slightly unfamiliar with. it could be pink, peach, orange, a mixture, none aforementioned, i'm not sure but it's fine.
I will go take a shower now and if i feel the need to pen down my thoughts on anything, perhaps my day, I would do that as soon as i am back.
I am back!!! I want to talk about me. This would be really difficult as i think there is a lot to me and at the same time i feel like i do not know me... so i might as well not talk about me and hope that by the time i fill these sheets with ink, i'll discover things; wonderful things about a whole lot of things, i could also improve my handwriting. It has gotten worse over the years to think that when i was a lot younger i was hoping to get older for my handwriting sake among many other things. I thought that the older a person, the better the handwriting. Boy was i wrong.
I just hope i fill up this sheets and not stop midway. That is the actual aim -- filling up the sheets and not giving up or halting like i know i most likely would.
STOP.
And that was it o. I wrote down my prayers that night and it was the last time i ever wrote on the pages of the book.
Join me in this Journey...
x
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