Little D's Silent Mutterings

Okay, so I really envy people who can write book reviews.

No, really.

I try, but I fail. I think it has something to do with the fact that I can't... explain things that well. That, and maybe cause I can't really find the reason I like, or dislike a book. It's either good, or awesome. I can't think of the right words for what I think about it, or if I can think about the ups and downs of it at all.

It might also be because sometimes, I feel like I don't make sense. Even if I'm writing it in English. It may be my second language, but it doesn't feel like it. I sometimes feel that what I'm writing or saying doesn't make sense, then I feel foolish, cause what if I really didn't make sense? I can't even speak my first language anymore! Sure, I can understand it, but writing, and/or speaking it? Nuh-uh. I can attempt to do it, but I keep on thinking I might be making a fool of myself because I could sound really weird and wrong.

And I also have the nasty habit of babbling. Yeah, I babble when I think I have to fill a silence.
E.g. one of my other posts. It was long-ass! I'm pretty sure that there's no law against writing really long things, but then people don't bother to read it. I think I should stop typing soon, too, before I go on, and on, and on.

Oooh! I also wander far away from my point, and tend to forget it too. I'm a very, very forgetful person. That's why I keep re-reading books, not just cause they're awesome.

Uhhh. What to say now? Eh. I don't know.

Erm... Bye!x