Anyway... what is that i have to write about in my first post on this blog? Do i have to introduce myself to the world, which i by now am trying to hide so much from people getting to know, or am i just writing for the sake of writing, or is it that endless passion to be a workaholic within me telling me to type some nonsense until it finally makes sense? I, don't have an answer, but I am left with endless questions, questions are endless as much as my ideas and thoughts that were put in to finally find my interest in ‘doomed truth. Blog spot. Com’ ‘URL’. Hidden truth, little black book, confession of a brat, nice London, living life, doomed youth, silence is never precious, are but little out of the thousands of URL's i checked my luck with! And I had none, until finally ‘blogger’ confirmed me that no one had been creative enough to reserve a domain with a name of ‘doomed truth’, which i still to this time don't know what kind of meaning it gives.
Thus, trying to indulge myself in some work on this morning of Friday, i sat down in my machine to do the worthless of shit i do usually, and wrote half a page of nonsense, as a result of which i by now know that am bad in making sense; as bad as i am in making any other thing productive...
