Something called journal-ling.
You see, I do not 'journal' in blogs. Usually, I add a few pictures and type in a few sentences - that doesn't make much sense. It's readable... yet incredibly vague. I know I shouldn't (don't need to) be... There is no need to complicate things.
That's why I have come to a conclusion that will benefit... haha... everybody really.
I'd do both: journal (to the best of my ability) and rant
Is that good enough for you?
hmm... Le'mme try to recount... I've been getting anxious over something which isn't considered a worry 'till April: School. My sleep has been dreamless for months. I don't know if that is a good thing or not. Mummy is very high-strung about everything that (she predicts) is gonna' happen for the next 3 years. Part-time jobs are sooo hard to find and current affairs are pretty much what everyone's talking about... all the time. It's hard to contact my JC pal's because they have so much work to complete... I'm glad to hear that some are doing well so far. I'm thinking of painting/sketching on my walls - it's currently creme coloured on all four walls excluding the ceiling which I can't reach to paint. Maybe it's time to pluck out the taped glow-in-the-dark 'night sky' on the ceiling... it's been there since I was about 8. haha... My old game cards aren't of any use to me anymore. (I used to love 'em the way a puppy loves its doggie treats!)
Phew. That wasn't so bad!
Wow.
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