I never quite realise just how strongly my feelings ooze out of the words I write, when I write them. It is only when I look back that I realise just how loudly my hurt rings out, (yes I refer to that particularly emo sounding rant a few posts back.) That was not my intention. I only wanted to organise my thoughts, and attempt t articulate some of the things that I think. These are not random thoughts that I have, but constant beliefs I suppose, that I genuinely feel shape my existence. Obviously there are times when I ponder such things more closely. It goes without saying that these are the times when life is perhaps not going my way.
Conversely, I would also hope that the tongue-in-cheek tone in which I compose most of these posts is also able to translate across the inter-web. If this is the case, then I will take one more mellow post in ten. However, if my sense of humour does not translate, well then that leaves me in rather a pickle. Although I should just say. Stop reading my blog. I don't even read my own blog. Why would you think it's worth reading? More fool you, for wasting your own time!
I wish now to make a formal statement, in which I state that my mood is positively upbeat. I am currently gainfully employed, and already planning how to spend my as-yet-unearned-wages. Life is as good as it gets. Although anyone who wants to come along and make it better may feel free to do so!
I'm pleasantly surprised by the amount of words I have managed to write, and the coherency of said writing, given that I am currently drooling over Cedric Diggory (AKA RPatz,) and have been for the duration of the night.
| Is it me or does he not quite look real in this film? IMO HP movies would be drastically better if he'd lived. |
