"...because although the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will never lose their meaning..." --V, V for Vendetta
I could have posted an entry yesterday at the TNB office, much to the clamor of my “fans” (TNB chapter)..hehe. However, due to the fact that “other people” were behind my back, engrossed in watching San Beda hammer Letran in the NCAA eliminations, I had an inkling that they might see what I might type…and well, I don’t like people watching me “pour my heart out”. It’s a private matter to me, at least until I post it here, and then you can stare at it forever if that’s what you really want…
While surfing the net for flash tutorials, I came across a good Flash site, and some thought it to be my blogsite…which is a miracle really. I’m not even familiar with Flash yet. Or CSS for that matter. How can I make anything as complicated as that? I am determined to learn though. And I will, mind you. Anyway, I don’t know whether I heard right, but one of the comments that reached my ears didn’t sound good.
I was bloody well annoyed with those “innocently-given-but-nevertheless-offensive” remarks about blogging spewed out by one of those “other people”. If I didn’t flaming guard my tongue, I may have lashed out. The Dratsab.
I don’t really bloody care if you don’t want to read any blogs, but leave the bloggers alone. If you don’t want to bloody hear us tell how our bloody pet just died then shut up and LEAVE us alone. And keep your flaming thoughts to yourself. I don’t bloody need them.