ramble

haha. firstly. 2 things.
1. im not that nerdy am i? i just wanna finish incase i have to do it tomorrow. and these things take time...
2. my new...er...format of writing seems to have puzzled people.

so im going to explain. whenever i have an urge to write and im sitting in front of a comp, i will write, whether ona doc, or blog, or...basically anything. paper if im bothered. so it was pure coicidence, both times, that i managed to write. i hope it doesnt confuse too many people. and it may not be about me. just random thoughts swirling in my mind...

today i had my nervewracking piano exam. and i got alright. :) rather not say it here. wanna know just ask then.

and now my life is a lot more relaxed ill be writing regularly now. =D

oh oh! i got another idea....storytime.

she sat in front of the computer, not knowing what to do. no she didnt lie. no she didnt betray anyone. no she didnt do anything wrong. yet there was this nagging feeling. she looked into the mirror. sharp and cold. her hair was clasped into a large pink clip at the back, with a cute little comb. change your face. her face suddenly seemed warm and kind. she sighed. some saw her as bright. but she certainly didnt. cold, sharp. black. or the darkest of blues. orange flashing lights. she glanced at the screen.drag, click. scan the meaningless words. a sharp pain stabbed through her. so this was what was nagging her. she had shoved it away countless times. she always thought it was hidden from view. but it always came back, annoying her at the most crucial of times.she sighed. fine. she didnt shove it this time. she thought about her options, crossing out the ones which were impossible, thinking about what was best to do, concluding the whole situation. tears rolled down her cheeks. not misery, or grief. just frustration. she had no choice. why was life so cruel? one day you had too many choices you didnt know what to do, and the next you had none. and the worst of all was that she couldnt say anything to anyone. no, no one knew any of this. well not the full story. she vowed taht she would tell of her story one day. she thought about the past. a young girl full of life, smiles, happiness, brightness. and now a mature, cold, sharp girl, lifeless, frustrated. the young girl had made herself foolish many times. mistakes again and again. and now, it all came down to this. she had changed so much. she couldnt recognise herself. and this was her punishment. silence.

just a little sth. ok. back to being busy. ill type tomorrow or later.

love kyexx