Finally
Finally, after so many hours of creating my own template ... the site is finally complete. Actually, this isn't my own template, I made a template of my own that I thought was really nice ... took me 8 hours ... it worked in the preview but not when I viewed the blog ... even after publishing. I think blogspot only lets you publish certain colors because none of the customized colors I used appeared after I saved and published them.
What a waste of my eight hours, wanted something totally original and since I'm not about to pay someone to make one for me ... thought I could do it myself, and in fact I did manage to make my own template, just that blogspot didn't let me publish it .... damn it?
Some call me David and some call me Darien but whatever it is people want to call me, this is my fourth blog in three years, in most recent blogspot I tried writing freely; as in the way I spoke in my everyday life ... that did not work out because my posts were more pathetic than usual and when it came to essays at college I plainly had writers block. Did not work out as well as I hoped, made me feel like my IQ level dropped by about 50 points.
I was on Xanga too, where I wrote decently ... it worked out well but because of bad blood and the fact that everyone was saying "which cave you come out from, still using xanga ..." I moved to a supposedly more user friendly blogspot, also in a bid to get more comments because I liked to read people's opinions on me.
Sadly, I was unloved :'( *cries* ... not many read and even less commented. But after awhile I developed a self-defence mechanism for not being loved and celebrated - its called "hardcore introversion" and lately all I feel like doing I do alone without the companionship of others.
Its good in a way, you just stop caring about others' feelings so much because you're too busy reflecting on yourself. I can do without any form of verbal conversation for days even when I'm at college or work. Just not interested in talking to people anymore. Perhaps I'm becoming gothic, or emo ...... fuck - - - - -
Well to sum things up, this is my fourth blog and perhaps I would want to stick with this one since I put so much bloody effort into it. (although it did not come into fruition)
What a waste of my eight hours, wanted something totally original and since I'm not about to pay someone to make one for me ... thought I could do it myself, and in fact I did manage to make my own template, just that blogspot didn't let me publish it .... damn it?
Some call me David and some call me Darien but whatever it is people want to call me, this is my fourth blog in three years, in most recent blogspot I tried writing freely; as in the way I spoke in my everyday life ... that did not work out because my posts were more pathetic than usual and when it came to essays at college I plainly had writers block. Did not work out as well as I hoped, made me feel like my IQ level dropped by about 50 points.
I was on Xanga too, where I wrote decently ... it worked out well but because of bad blood and the fact that everyone was saying "which cave you come out from, still using xanga ..." I moved to a supposedly more user friendly blogspot, also in a bid to get more comments because I liked to read people's opinions on me.
Sadly, I was unloved :'( *cries* ... not many read and even less commented. But after awhile I developed a self-defence mechanism for not being loved and celebrated - its called "hardcore introversion" and lately all I feel like doing I do alone without the companionship of others.
Its good in a way, you just stop caring about others' feelings so much because you're too busy reflecting on yourself. I can do without any form of verbal conversation for days even when I'm at college or work. Just not interested in talking to people anymore. Perhaps I'm becoming gothic, or emo ...... fuck - - - - -
Well to sum things up, this is my fourth blog and perhaps I would want to stick with this one since I put so much bloody effort into it. (although it did not come into fruition)
posted by D. at 4:14 AM
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maybe you should write. like something.
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