i am so tired tired tired.
but seriously nisa when you say stuff like 'no one likes you, you know' where do you get off?
like does it solve anything? make you happier? resolve the tension? feed the hungry and put a roof over the homeless? Is it kind, is it necessary, is it true, does it improve upon the silence? what do you even want me to reply to that. you know i know it's true. i know you know i know.
i don't like to blame people and all that because it's not my place and i'd rather think of it all as just god's grand master plan but i'm human too. i'm who i am today partially thanks to you thanks a lot.
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.