I've decided I hate people who take literature. Or people who like to blog and show off that they're totally awesome at stringing adjectives together and being all hardcore emo or whatever. Instead of studying for my geography paper, I went blog hopping the whole day.

I'm glad I don't sound so patronising when I blog. At least not patronising to whoever reads this. I'm glad that even though I use full, gramatically correct sentences most of the time, I don't have too many difficult words in them. I hate people who constantly blog like they're all fucking poets. Its annoying; totally gets on my nerves. Now I know, you must be thinking that once again, Clarissa thinks she's better than everyone else. I totally know where you're coming from of course, I mean I bitch about how cheena people should just blog in chinese all the time, and now I'm bitching about people who blog too properly. But honestly, a blog is meant to be read right?

I don't know about everyone else, but I read everyone's blogs when I'm de-stressing, you know find out how all my friends are doing. I don't have very much time for long long phone conversations anymore, so we learn to make do right. I came across a blog today. I don't know why, and I've seen this more often than once, but everyone assumes the eye of the tornado means its the worst part. So many people describe the pain they're feeling as being akin to the eye of a tornado. Maybe its an oxymoron. Or a paradox. Or even fucking irony. I can't remember all my literature terms anymore, but to me it seems like ignorance. Ignorance and arrogance. Hey I rhyme too!

I think if I started blogging like that, I mean how hard is it to string difficult words together right, I'd stop having people tell me they like reading my blog. I'd stop like blogging too. Maybe its a way to de-stress. I used to love writing descriptive essays in IJ. My forte if you will. I never however, liked people reading them. To me it was/is maluating. Having everyone think you're this major freak who takes notice of all these insipid details. I mean sure you get to show off your wide vocabulary or whatever, but what does that matter if no one else understands what the hell you're going on about.

I know a lot of my entries are directed at very specific people, and as a result people don't always know what I'm going on about. I realise thats normal, I mean inside jokes and stories happen all the time. But to rant and rave about how you wish it was dark all the time so no one could see your all consuming pain when you're a fucking spoilt rich brat who gets everything you want is idiotic to me. I think thats what diaries are for, or personal blogs for that matter. Making your blog public and posting stuff like that is not only attention seeking, its condescending and shallow all at once.

I doubt anyone got to the end but good on you. Opposing viewpoints are always good. Let me know and I'll counter them. Yah lah yah lah GP over already so what.