Friday, July 28, 2006 8:21 PM
i enjoy talking in riddles. my other blog is chock full of them. but i want to be truthful in this blog therefore the lack of riddles and befuddling poems. actually i use riddles not so much for the enjoyment. it has somehow become 2nd nature to do so. it takes an effort to put my thoughts across plainly but riddles and flowery language pop out in my mind faster than popcorn. why? maybe i use it to stop people from finding the real me. i used to be terrified of that. maybe i still am. i don't know. or maybe i have succeeded in submerging myself under so many facades that i can't even find me. maybe that's why i can't speak in plain, simple english. i wonder if people find me a nice person. cause that's been the image i've been trying to project for ages. maybe they think i'm a nice, simple girl who is stupid and blur. and that would mean that i have succeeded. or maybe they just see a girl who's trying to be nice but can't really pull it off. or maybe my act is so transparent that they can see right through me like glass. that'll be quite sad. cos then they can see what a terrible creature i really am.
