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Yes, I Am Aware...

...that there are grammatical errors in some of the blog posts. Refer to disclaimer on the right. It has been there for quite some time because of the same reason, someone brought it up. That there were grammar errors. Yes, I know the right term is 'grammatical errors' and not 'grammar errors' but I want to use the term Grammar Errors badly.

I don't know how to say this but if you are a writer, you will know what I mean when I say GIVE ME A BREAK! If I have to scrutinize, re-read, proof, edit, proof again and THEN post, it would be called work and not blogging. Blogging is when I share the things that I want to share with others and not to impress anyone.

I work from home and don't normally do my work on my bed. I use my tab and phone to blog too so, sometimes, the ability to read and edit is just limited (read: I don't have a huge ass phone) and the task becomes extremely tedious. If I were to be a perfectionist about this whole blogging thing, I would have stopped blogging a long time ago and not go on rambling about my life for more than a decade when some of my favorite bloggers have stopped blogging (maybe for the same reason) by now.

Maintaining a blog has become tedious. It became work.

Well, this is my personal rambling space. Online, that is. And since i have the right to not write properly just like this without caps on or anything OR MAYBE WITH ALL CAPS JUST LIKE THIS because I am writing from my bed, with my teddy bear beside me in a dimly lit bedroom and my old-man glasses is outside where my work is, I am once again, not going to edit, proof, re-read and then submit this post.

because i don't have to AND I LIKE IT tHis WaY An sometaims juz 2 pizz peepel of, i vill doo dis. =)))))

Peace,
Marsha

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