i write on my blog. twitter. tumblr. facebook. the stories of my life are scattered all over these personal sites, i myself cannot keep a good track of 'em. some people might prefer keeping stuff to themselves, while i just like the idea of pouring the words that are flocking around, taking the most of the space in my brain into somewhere else.
i have been a person with big interests upon many things. i cannot seem to set my mind to one thing! i have been greedy, wanting to do this, and this, and that, and that, it seems to be never-ending. i have never been good in one firm subject. that is why i sometimes get envious, seeing someone so passionate about (and obviously talented in) something ― something simple like doing musical things, taking photography major, drawing or making artsy pieces. sometimes i figure myself as a very untalented person. i have no real talent that i can focus to. i have no identity.
"just another girl, meh, nothing special about her."

but at the same time, this annoying personality also gives me a little advantage. putting interests into a lot of things has given me the opportunity of having a broad view. taking a little bit from this, and a little bit from that. i will always have at least one thing in common with someone, whether that is a sport, favorite TV show, the latest fashion item, or just plain computer talk (yes, i love me some geeky side).
a talk about Flight of the Conchords, perhaps?
ciao.
2 comments:
Perhaps that is your talent - you can write about the nothingness of what you consider as your life without killing your readers' enthusiasm. Only a lucky few can do that. I, on the other hand, only like to write when I feel like writing. And definitely not on papers.
Ah, you flatter me too much. I wouldn't consider myself that lucky. :-)
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