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19 June 2010 23:07

Things I'll Never Say

I've alot to voice out actually. Here.

But when I think about it, I just can't say it out. I don't know what happened to me. I used to blog so openly, expressing anything and everything. But I just can't seem to do so lately.

Perhaps I'm not the only one experiencing this. Perhaps it's a permanent phase that I'm facing. Perhaps it's part of growing up.

Or maybe, it's just me.

I usually have second thoughts on the things that I wanna post 'cause I'm afraid of what people may think. You know it's not a very nice world out there, especially the cyber world. The cyber world's made up off 99% stereotypes and narrow minded people. I can't deny that sometimes I may be too judgmental too. But I try my best not to be and remind myself that it's human's expression (if I'm reading something written by someone that is) that I'm reading.

It's probably just that I've become more personal.

I'm sorry I've rejected some people's request to follow me on Twitter. But I just need the privacy. So far I've rejected only people that are not my gender at the same time not close to me. No, it's not because I'm sexist. It's just because I believe that girls would understand girls better. And also I think I'm more comfortable with girls; due to my family background also. Anyhow, thousands apologies to those people. I hope you understand where I'm going.

Actually my intention of blogging wasn't this. I had no intention to talk about this. It was something else. But I can't remember now. Heh.









Nisa, 18, Republic Poly
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