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"Who I am and what I want are a secret."

We are in the news, it would seem.

Results show teacher died from A(H1N1)

Ah, what fame. =.=

Normally, I would write bits and pieces of the things I have done today and tell the world of my happiness and joys. But now, it feels as though there is nothing else to write. Oh no, it's not depression I feel now. In fact, it's...joy. Pure joy.

Hm, I don't suppose I've told you much about my life nowadays, do I?

To be honest, there's...too many to tell...and there's nothing much tell. Or maybe, in other words, there's just a lot of stories to tell that I simply couldn't find the words to say or to convey these multitude of feelings in here. *chuckles* Maybe it's like what Mo said, I use too many flowery words in most of my entries. It's either that or I just write it like a merry-go-round, round and round we go till the ride stops.

But that's...that's just how it feels. And it feels like I would do it great injustice if I don't write it in such a way.

Imagine that you had just experienced the best day of your life, ever (of course, to each individual, the term 'best day' differs. So I'll leave this for you to think on). You wouldn't want to just...write an entry put it all in plain words like this:

"Today was great. I did with . Here are pictures of us doing . It's awesome. I wish my day was like this all the time."

Sure, probably other people would write it like that and show their joy through their pictures. But I, I'm no photographer. I am not well versed in the art of capturing moments in time.

But I could turn it into a prose. And it comes down to me to paint my story with many flowers and soak it all with the sweetest honey that would make even my readers turn away in disgust and loathe; and all is done according to my appropriate dosage of the day.

Selfish, is it not?

But I asked for it when I started this blog. I already know that this is how I would be writing, and I know of its little risks and troubles when I put them up for display. I know that I am acknowledging to that 'selfish' feeling I have in me. Hell, this whole entry is based entirely on 'selfish' and 'vanity'. XD

So call me pretentious, but this is the selfish side of me. And I am not ashamed of it.




In any case, let me update you with what has happened in my life so far. And yes, this contradicts my points above, but meh.


Aaaaaaaaaaand I will write a proper entry for William when I have the time. I promise you, that particular entry will be filled with huge amounts of fangirl-ism and love. So see this as a warning of some sort to stay away from Aufsteigende Flugel for a while. ;]

Until then, farewell, my fellow readers.