Thursday, June 3, 2010

My blog is dead...now that I think about it, i have no idea what to post...so why create a blog in the first place?? Hehe I dont know. Still, its a good way to just record everything I once said...And i was looking through what I wrote...even the wishes I had for myself were reflective of who I am and what I was. I saw myself as someone extremely burned up for God I guess...but now, the passion is like gone. Still one love rocks adn still it would be great for everyone to know God...but it is not easy. And so many things have happened since then. I realized that though I may not have written in my diary for a really long time, a small part of me is left in every single notebook or recording device I have. I may just randomly type a note in my Palm...reandomly type a little musing in my blog or penned down a self-regualted full page of tiny minnie words that my parents insist on enlarging. All of these are just parts of myself that I haver somehow I have left behind. ANd the short stories that I used to write. They are not many but they keep a part of my history. So that is a nice feeling after all...that the young me was never lost. And as I once wrote in my diary, I used to really love the young me. The young me was cheerful, simple, influential certainly and humble as I then, never realized my talents. Now as I grow, complications start. I learn to look down on people and then learn to look up to them. Its a mess I know. So I am diligently leaving a bit of my history in words in everything I am in just so that one day in the future, when I look back, I may start to like the now me more.

Labels: musings, the little girl at the sky