I just noticed that some people like to spend their time trying – bitterly and desperately, I may add – to try and discredit me in their own little worlds. On the one hand, I’d like to launch into a tirade about, say, getting a life outside of blogging. Or justify my award for Best Commentary and do a Caparas. Or write an entry justifying my selves online and offline. Then I figured, I don’t really need to do that, since:
- I won;
- I have a life;
- I prove myself when necessary, not when pushed to do so, and;
- I don’t make a lifestyle choice out of a neurotic desire for being liked.
So rather than waste my efforts on making potshots, I’d rather make lyrics translations. In the grand scheme of things, lyrics translations rank higher – WAAAAY higher – than sophomoric attempts at Internet drama and having the same sense of magnanimity as intestinal tapeworms.