HAIII MAI NAMES LEANNE. AND I'M HERE TO BLOG ABOUT THE LAME THINGS THAT HAPPEN TO ME THAT YOU HAVE NO INTEREST IN.

Can you believe it's been two and a half years since this blog? How fast time flies! I remember being in my second last year of high school and I wanted to start blogging/writing/rambling because I thought it sounded like a good idea at the time and I felt I really needed to vent.

And what better way than to keep a diary right? But as much as I enjoy hand writing things, it always gets really tiring to always have to hand write everything and it's even more boring when you're handwriting things AND recounting them.

(Remeber those days when you were in primary school and the teacher gave you a whole hour to write a 50 word summary of your weekend and your weekend would actually be imaginary and totally unrealistic? Eg. 'My weekend was fun. I played with my dog and I throwed a frisbee and he catched it. My dog is smart' ...Yeah, I never had a dog. Ever.)

Well, hand writing a recount is just lame, so I decided to start a blog so I could type up my life instead.

Every single candid post in this blog has totally been unedited and left to grow moudly with regret of happy (deluded) and sad (realistic) memories of friends, rivals, academics, old flames and just useless crap, basically.

Looking back on ye old archives in this blog makes me cringe at what a stupid person I am. And I'm not gonna lie, I avoid reading my old posts because I know I'll feel ashamed of myself for thinking with such immaturity!

But nonetheless, I keep posting updates of my crummy self that makes total nonsensical sense.

HOWEVER....

-conspiracy-

There have been a few posts I haven't put up here because they've just been repeats of what I've already posted. But in the span of two and a half years of this blog, there has been something I've kept hidden my own little diary blog.

Because you see, there are these two guys who are really awesome. And stuff happened, and then everything exploded. (Bits and pieces of my brains have exploded and fallen everywhere and I don't have much capacity to think, let alone deal with interpersonal conflicts.)

But I'm not going to elaborate because I know I'm going to look back on this one day and think 'My God, was I messed up or what?!'

Eh. Oh well.

Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked. This wasn't a post so that I could fill in on any missing details. This post was so acknowledge the passive awesomeness of this blog and how long it's been with me over the years (and many more years to come I'm afraid, because I'm still too lazy to handwrite in a diary).

So, Blog, Man tits, selfcondition.blogspot.com, thisasian, whatever you prefer to be called (personally, I prefer mantits the most) you have been such an epic passive little thing thats kept me alive over these years. You are my own personal autobiography and I love you. What would I do without you?

You serve me as a calendar of the past, remind me of upcoming dates, preserve memories and make me cringe. You're like the best daily planner I ever had minus the time schedules and the boring class timetables!

You're the best.

Kudos, Mantits.

Ciao ♥