Ironically, I've always rejected the idea of owning a blog.
To think people cared enough about my shit was a little presumptuous, and even if they did, some things should just stay private. (I bet the advent of the blog has caused the inventor of the diary to stir in his grave a little...or is he still alive?)
Yet 2.0 is now so integral to my life where I'm a hair away from sharing my SSN on Facebook that maybe blogs aren't such a crazy idea anymore.
So here I am, at a new beginning.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
From one unlucky heart to another...
Posts
About Unrequited
If love is everywhere, why is it so damn hard to find?
Herein lies the blog of a girl who asks herself that and attempts to understand it here. Maybe love is shy and hiding. Maybe love is selective in whom it shares itself with. But if love is secretly disguised as the droopy-eyed creep lurking in the corner, waiting until you're least guarded to throw out some lame line about your eyes, well, love as we've been taught may just be the greatest urban legend of all time.
Whether it's my cynicism that makes me unlucky in love or my bad luck that makes me cynical...I guess we have here the classic case of "chicken or the egg."
Herein lies the blog of a girl who asks herself that and attempts to understand it here. Maybe love is shy and hiding. Maybe love is selective in whom it shares itself with. But if love is secretly disguised as the droopy-eyed creep lurking in the corner, waiting until you're least guarded to throw out some lame line about your eyes, well, love as we've been taught may just be the greatest urban legend of all time.
Whether it's my cynicism that makes me unlucky in love or my bad luck that makes me cynical...I guess we have here the classic case of "chicken or the egg."
About Me
Search
Labels
- Articles (1)
- Break (2)
- Curiosity (4)
- Flags (2)
- Girls (1)
- Girls Vs. Guys (1)
- Guys (1)
- He's Just Not That Into You (2)
- Hope (1)
- Introduction (1)
- Me (4)
- N (3)
- The Office (1)
- Theory (2)
2 comments:
Hey Karen, a blog isn't so bad.. It's an excellent way to let things out without having to care about whether the people you're telling cares about it or not. The people who read are the people who cares..
Happy Blogging.. ;-)
that's true. the ones who read it care, the ones who you don't know but still read it are creepy but you don't ever have to meet them, so who cares!
what if the inventor of the diary is a she? :)
Post a Comment