I haven't been blogging as frequently as I used to before my internship. As it is, I heard that some banks go through the blogs of their interns or applicants to check them up so it wasnt really a wise idea to be telling the world what you are exactly thinking about.

Now that internship is over, I have lost a certain sense of that excitement in blogging. Why am i blogging? It is not a form of keeping memories, but rather displaying to the world what you wish they would think that you are. It is a lie when you say you want a private place to rant and let it all out; the truth is you want someone to hear your rantings. You want someone to read about you, look at you, hear you.

I tried to write intelligently for some time, and realised that it wasn't really me but what we hope others would think. Trying to defend for ourselves through words that we think would portray us as intelligent beings to others; to shield ourselves from being recognised by the masses as absolute retards. The thing is, we are not as smart as we think. Somewhere, somehow, someone is laughing at your attempt to sound smart and they could see exactly what you are trying to do.

For my last year in University, this will be my last attempt at childishness before entering the adult world; I shall keep true to myself, enjoy random rantings and idiotic comments while I still can without every word being held down by responsibilities.