Chopin Nocturne in C Sharp Minor

i think i don’t love my dad enough. not enough to show it.

i was surfing through the results of ‘imun@ac’  on google (mine’s the second on the list of search results) and i realised, mine was probably the most selfish, self-centered blog post of them all. NUMBERONE;indecipherable allusions NUMBERTWO; one picture, and personal note NUMBERTHREE; no details whatsoever. NUMBERFOUR; emo mood.

i am disgusted at myself.

sometimes i wonder about why i don’t blog about things that matter. i know people who post about politics, post articles, post essays, good poetry, and commentaries on the latest electrical appliances. i post about crap.

maybe its because i don’t think about things that matter.

like this post is another self-centered post. rachel, your life screams ME.

Joann knows more about current affairs than me. i don’t even read the newspaper. rawr.