What am I doing, again?

Heehee.


I'm so serious pala when I write. It's kinda scary.


Anyway, I'm being "mainstream" right now..."blogging"... "livejournal-ing"... or whatever they call it. I'm not being mean to those who like..."blogging"..."livejournal-ing"...or whatever they call it...I'm just not into that sort of th-"ing". Get it? Pattern? AHAHAHA. And I like to keep my thoughts to myself...


Except...Yep, right now.


Never will I do this again---these spontaneous writings. I can't believe your reading what I'm thinking right now. Isn't it weird...I feel... my privacy... my "intimacy"... is being---


INTRUDER ALERT!


Or maybe you're not reading this right now. Maybe... you're doing other things and just came across me in your list. Or maybe your hand was shaking from all the stress you've had this past week (and are going to have because your hand hasa gift of foretelling the future of stress) and you suddenly click my name and go, "AY! MALI".

Well, that was a silly statement. You can't be reading this right now or else you wouldn't be able to understand what I'm saying.


Now I feel totally dejected. Excuse me, for I will be emo... in 5, 4, 3, 2...


BOO! OVER MY DEAD BODY.


Okay... so that statement... was actually emo in a different level.


Once again, I've desecrated my beliefs. *runs away in shame*


*runs back and looks into the camera* And with that, I conclude this...useless...very useless entry.