I am Mi-Ann.
14 15 16 17 18 20 21 23 years old.
Student of the universe.
Bullshit intolerant.



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everything i write here is true on the moment i wrote it. it may or may not hold truth anymore at present.
RESPECT. that's all im asking


Reach for the stars.. so if you fall short, you land in the clouds.

I write. It's a good way for me to vent out.

Someone once said that keeping a journal is healthy. Write at least once a week is all it takes - and I thought, well, I already have a blog, so that counts right? But lately I've been starting to write journal entries, the old fashioned way.

I just realized that there really are things that I am not yet too comfortable letting out to the public. Sure, no one actually reads this kind of crap I put up in here, but you still can't deny that this outlet IS public, and at one point or another - someone, stranger or friend, is bound to be able to read this. And being the private person that I normally am, I'd like to keep some things to myself. And! I actually get blogging topic ideas every now and then, but never really got into the actual formulation process and writing it up in here - so the notebook I have right now can serve as a draft of sudden spurs of ideas. Another is that, writing up a blog, there's always a need to consider proper arrangement of thoughts in a way that is understandable and can seem coherent to others, cause once again, this is an undeniable public outlet. In a private journal, I don't need to put up with that, I can write things according to how I want it, as long as it can seem understandable to me.

But that doesn't mean I'll stop blogging. No. This is still an extension to my venting outlet and blogging is fun - especially on things that I am dying to share about, and no one I know seems to care. LOL.

I'm off. Actually finished that bloody hell of a midterms earlier today, yet, I am lined up with still more things to do for the weekend. C'est la vie.