Dezperate Blogger
No. I am not.
Infact, blogging was in not in my language. I thought all the while that it invades privacy. Until I got across the blogsite of a friend and I realize that it does not have to be public like those which are in Friendster. And even if it does, they don't know me anyway.
So, I was inspired to create one, to back-up my journal which I just scribble on any piece of paper I pick up and those which were in my personal computer.
But I am a desperate writer, I admit, because I envy those people who have or still have the ingenuity for writing. I have lost mine a few years back.
I only tend to write when either when I am depressed or confused.
Now, it's different. I am more confused.
God grant me serenity to accept the things I cannot change.
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