Growing up

I find it much easier to simply delete everything now.

I used to be so attached to my blogs. The countless secret ones. The public ones. This account and that account. All by which pretty much uses the same passwords so I don't forget.

But lately, I find it much much easier to just click that Delete Account button.

No matter how much memory it holds.

No matter how much I would probably smile when looking back at those cringeworthy posts.

I decided. If it's going to be a liability when I am in the hereafter or perhaps even in this world itself (where interviewers does research on you by googling your name) , it is better deleted. Permanently.

So, I guess...

I'm growing up?

Change is good.

And I'm learning that it doesn't happen overnight too.

It takes years and years of practice.

Which leads to another thing.

I am contemplating about starting a Youtube channel.

Just audio logs.

In English.

For the sake of practicing.

Perhaps a bit of Japanese too?

And Arabic if it ever comes to that. Because I do want to be fluent in all these languages.

Ah, whatever it is.

They're still in the planning process.

So, don't put your hopes up.

I still have other things to settle.

Till we meet again.

Grammar Nazi

I admit. I cringe everytime I see a grammatical error.

Even if it comes from my own blog posts, assignments or what not.

Just now, my friend posted a speech he's going to perform on Instagram.

And my first reaction was,

Come and give me that piece of paper and let me correct it for you.

I commented on the photo, demanding him to email me the soft copy.

It irks me sooooo bad.

But upon asking him for the soft copy through Whatsapp,

I am now feeling like a total jerk.

But it must be done.

Just.

Cant.

Stand.

It.

Sigh~