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A brand new start?

So hear me out. Today, on the seventh of October twenty-twenty-one, while I was attending my usual boring classes, I had a epiphany. Make a blog like you've always wanted. Begin from having a....I don't know.....brand new start?

Not so much.
You see, I'm being honest about the part where I said about 'like you've always wanted'. But FYI, this is not a brand new start. Maybe a brand new skirt I'm wearing.

I'm in a middle of a huge crises. Every time I open it, my laptop is freezing itself and school reopens in less than a month. Not to mention, we'll have exams too. And I have a lot to learn about....every single subject. This is far not the worst month of the year, but still not the best one either. But we'll get to that later.

I don't even know why I started writing this when I write poetries, stories on Wattpad etc. I don't even know if this will be updated regularly. Let's be honest, it will be NOT.

Of all the things I've written online, this is far the most difficult one. Writing a blog is a way of expressing yourself to people. And I still don't have the courage to do it. Jee, what a coward.

And apart from all the sarcasm and dark humor, I'm pretty sensitive. Since this is the first post, there's no way in hell that I'll be rambling about myself.

Here's a shoutout to the random object or the person (tsk-tsk), who unknowingly inspired me to start this blog, I'm showing some gratitude towards you. So kindly appreciate.

Also let's hope this blog goes on like a half-pie and not ruin the lives of their friends and family like Gossip girl did.
Good day everyone.

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