There is a person...

Everyone has their own strengths and weakness, both should be paid equal attention to. While most people struggle to see their strengths, there are a few odd ones who just couldn't see their weakness. You may have a couple names for those oddballs, but I have a perfect name that sums it all up- " I'm perfect". "IP" for short. We only wear two kinds of expressions to greet the "IP"s: A well-hidden sneer or a tight frown. IPs are all over this planet, yet the funny thing about them other than never admitting their faults is the way they crave for attention. That, they definitely do notice. Most people ignore them, which is how our first group of IP formed. I call them the " NCIP" as in the " Not cool but I'm perfects". Those are the kind of people that falls under the bottom of the food chain, the kind of people that never gets invited to parties, and the people who tries their best to pretend that they're better off on their own( ha, as if). The second group if  IPs are much more fortunate, since their bossiness are actually rewarded with popularity and tributes. Those are the lucky ones. 

In conclusion, IPs are the ones who are commonly self centered and find themselves perfect and a gift to mankind. Ps. For those who worried that an IP might read this blog, here's another tip bout them. Most IPs don't realize their true natures. THat's just how it works :D

The first

If internet is the door to the world, that my door must have been stuck or something. Like the many billion people on this world, I am pretty much invisible. Invisible is a nicer term for non existence. So anyway, I suppose than I can pretty much write about whoever and whatever I want. No one reads it, it's private:) I'd hate to start us off with an anger post, but unfortunately, that's all that had happened today. God knows why. Me and my normally fun loving father got engaged in a fight due to the fact that I accidentally dropped some eraser shavings onto the ground. Dad went hysterical, but I told him that he was being unreasonable since I am the one doing the cleanup. Not the smartest thing to say. Normally, I watch out for the things I say since words are like spilled water( a chinese saying). You can't take it back. Yet today, I really don't know what is wrong with me...So....I continued to argue with my Dad until he got so mad. and stuff. And by this point, I officially got bored and don't want to write anymore. Like I said, no body reads it, it's private, whatever.

What this is all about.