I feel like the pace of time has doubled. If only I could stop time, there's just so many things that I wish I could have done earlier.
My entry to the blogosphere (as Cecile would put it - http://cecilemaris.com/) is just trying it out. Check out my first blog at Blogger. Publishing online without anyone to fill my page with red marks is so cool. I know right? You got it, I'm a frustrated writer. I got 3 in my creative writing class. My friends would reprimand me with my grammar and syntax, but here, I feel like an author of bestsellers. My entries show how emotional I could get over simple things - these I cannot express in person. After reading Cecile's entry (click the 1st link in this entry), the reason why I blog boggled me. Thinking gave me a break in my academic to-do list. Bwalah! Here is another EMO post from me.
Now I know why I suddenly felt like a writer. Every post I put in this blog is more than just a pump of self-esteem to publish or just a mere hobby. Every post is an account of the things that I just found out I wanted to do. Every post is struggle to freeze time and do more things I never did. Suddenly, I felt like writing again because I feel that this lifetime is not enough to overcome my frustrations and by this blog, I want to remember that when I grow old - to know if I could debunk my claim.
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