Having a public blog is problematic sometimes. Things happen that sometimes are a bit too touchy or weird to talk about publicly (or maybe it just makes too big of a deal out of something small by being so public?) so even if I have something to write about, I don’t because… yeah. Haha. Sometimes I make private blog entries, but that seems kinda scary sometimes. It’s like writing a private letter and hiding it under a rock in the playground… what if something happens and someone finds it? =p
Maybe that’s why people used to keep diaries (or for the more “manly,” journals)… of course, what if someone stole that?… Hmmm, maybe I should be like Bale in The Prestige and write everything with a cipher… ;)
Ebonics iz almost like uh cipher. I wonder how it iz going ta translate dis here sentence! don’t make me shank ya!