I'm just in one of those moods where I sit on my bed in my towel, eat ice-cream or soup or something and listen to Coldplay over and over again.
Trying hard to speak, and
Fighting with my weak hand
Driven to distraction
It's all part of the plan
When something is broken
And you try to fix it
Trying to repair it anyway you can
I dive in at the deep end
You become my best friend
I wanna love you but I don't know if I can
I know something is broken
and I'm trying to fix it
Trying to repair it any way I can
The glorious and triumphant return of now-19 year old Blogger, the revival of a once-grand and dare I say influential webspace that produced daily content, and the crippling anxiety of a young woman who no longer has any time or motivation to write, and feels like any ability she had acquired in the past through repetition and sheer will alone is now slowly slipping out of her grasp. Brief history of the Blog and Blogger can be found here.
Here be personal journal entries, observations, slices of life, questions and conclusions, as well as exploration of social and political topics seen through the lens of a Malaysian Muslim, feminist, lesbian, Marxist, and horse enthusiast.