It's really hard to document your life. I mean by the time you get to putting stuff down on paper (or blog, in my case) you either forget all the thoughts that were in your head, or they're way too much to fit into one post. Because even though we don't think about it, we think about stuff a lot. Our brain's always working, and we always have thoughts and it's impossible to document your life completely.
I guess, that's how it's meant to be. Then, you would know what's the important stuff. It's basically the stuff you remember among all those thoughts in your head. What do I remember? Honestly, it's all sort of a blur, what with the two hours of (extremely shallow)sleep last night. That was because I went to a chalet yesterday, with my (amazing, but i'm never telling them that) cca EXCO mates. Speaking of EXCO, I realised the long form of that word is actually executive committee, sounds so professional, I feel like a busy woman wearing power suits! But, honestly, while the chalet was fun and everything (extremely fun), I don't want to talk about it. Not really. I didn't hurt anyone in there. But I did hurt someone after it, today, at home.
ooops...gotta go. (Bring on the shopping spree!)
I should probably finish this sometime. I have to get it out man.
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