It's been a long time since there's been anything new in here. The last thing I wrote got people asking me what went wrong. Then they started to ask me why I haven't written anything for quite a while. They sure have a lot of questions to ask. All I told them is that I wasn't feeling very well. It is true but it wasn't the whole truth.

The truth is, I do have a lot to write. A lot to share. A lot to tell. But I didn't write one bit because I didn't want to.

I guess I'm just fed up with these people. Why do these people even care if I don't write when they never listen to a word I say? Why should they be eager to read my words when they don't even take me seriously? I write something and they will read and give great comments but when I try to voice it out they'll just be like 'Aww...look at that little girl talking' and simply made fun of me. I'm sick and tired of people looking at me that way. What's the difference anyway? Verbally or literally, they still came from the same place: my mind. What's the matter with this people? It's like they can't differentiate the times when I'm joking around and being utterly silly and when I'm talking about something serious. So if people won't take what I say seriously, what's the point in writing it right?

There's just so many things that happened these past weeks. Things that made me feel and think a lot. Things that I would usually post an entry about. But as soon as I got in front of my laptop, the mood just drained away and I just turned it right back off. One look at my blog and I see all those faces who see me as a little girl who's mumbling something inaudible. I guess I've reached my limits. I used to blog so I can speak my mind. Now I can't even post an entry because I'm afraid it would hurt people's feelings. Maybe I'm gonna make this blog private some day. That way I can write whatever about whoever I want and I don't have to worry about hurting people.