This is probably my 20th time setting up a blog and hopefully, I would not end up deleting it like yknow, the last nineteen times lol.
I just want to write again. I have so much in, on my mind. Sometimes I would write them like under a word file and just save it. I want to share these crazy notions in my head but I can't because twitter cannot support more than 140 characters, ha ha ha.
I was always a writer and a reader, but I realized I have not been doing that for the last five years. So much has change in my life that I am kinda surprised at how my life turns out. It is really entertaining for me to look back and think of the things I thought I knew and understand, and man, how wrong was I. Maybe its the consciousness of my adult brain or just the mee pok I ate that made me realize that someday, like, maybe 6 years from now I would look back and think of my younger self (me now) and say the same thing. Like, man, you were wrong and pink was never your colour.
I want to write freely. I want to write about my days. No matter how boring they are. I want to write about silly stuffs, I want to write about things that annoy me. I want to write about my parents and my sister, my friends and our adventures, the places I've been, Nicki Minaj and all that. It is important, for me to write this and make (some) sense out of it, because I feel that's important. Simply because I feel like it is. Simply because I like to write short pretentious sentences. Like. This. Sorta. Kinda.
If I can get back one thing from the past, it would be my self confidence. My insecurity is at all time high rn. Deep down I feel like burying myself into the dirt and digging myself out whenever convenient, or when there's food. I am seeking closure, from all the hate and anger that have been going in and out of my life. I force myself to see everybody in the greatest light there is, and I want to be braver in being nice.
This is a weird introduction to a new blog. But, yea, so, yeah.
Three things:
1. This might get weird y'll.
2. There will be a lot of self reflection. And typos and bad grammar. And stupid irrelevant post about beings and stuff. Might regret it, might get ingga and might delete blog again.
3. I like food because its the only thing that I can seriously commit to right now (and forever).
-Farah
