Sunday, December 30, 2007

*sob sob* Bye, 2007

Did you really think I would be that depressed over 2007 being gone?! HAHAHAHA!! In fact, I can't wait for 2008 to approach. So many more events to look forward to, so many more attachments to face and so many more new people to meet. And before you know it, it's BYE-BYE Nanyang Poly and HELLO to some hospital =)

Just hang on and bare with this uber boring post for a day yea? For tomorrow's entry, it'll be suppppeeerrr llllooonnnggggg; I'll give u details about my trip across the border (no pictures), how this year's Christmas was spent, the many gifts I received from those lovable friends of mine (pictures MIGHT be available) and my resolutions for the up and coming new year!

So the wait ain't that long afterall; less than 48 hours away from a blog entry written from the heart *sheepish smile*

Oh, and a thought has been crossing my mind... should I have a new blog? Because SOME PEOPLE have yet to get the hint when I say that I fucking despise bloggers who try so hard to blog the way that I do. Irritating. So obvious that you're copying my style. Sickening pests!

I know alot of bloggers these days seldom blog with pictures. I mean, pictures in blog entries? I did that waaaayyyy back when I was still wearing a uniform to school. A post with a couple of snapshots ONCE IN A WHILE is fine but with EVERY SINGLE ONE of your entries having a photograph of you trying so hard to be the next Giselle Bundchen or Rachel Roberts is overrated. And old school (not in a positive way)

Oops, just went out of point. Ok, back to what I was saying, yes, tonnes of people are now blogging without unnecessary pictures of their narcissistic selves because they'd rather focus on their writings. And I can also tell that quite a number of them are really bent on writing well to improve on their language/writing skills. Never mind if bits and pieces of their sentences have errors... at least they do not PLAGIARISE!!! (And neither do they boast that their linguistic skills are beyond anybody's reach)

Gawd, I hate plagiarising whores.

A pity, ain't it? Now you can't write without the fear of someone typing out exactly what you have written and passing it off as their own. Oh boy, I've still got more than three-quarters of a lifetime to go (if a freak accident doesn't occur to me anytime soon).