Saturday, March 04, 2006
There may not be a reason for everything, but there's a meaning to everything.
My little sister has started her own blog! Whee!
Excerpt from her blog :
Point being.....i decided that i should write a blog because it is not meant as a diary...its just meant for my mindless rambling. Everytime i try to tell my brother something...he says "u know...i am not really interested". So if i write it down...technically u would have to read it first to realise that you are not interested...and by then it would be too late! *evil laughter*
Suddenly, I question why *I* would want to blog. I have nothing much to say here anyway, and as much as I sometimes don't want to hear my sister tell me about how she managed to buy two pairs of shoes today at only $10 each, I also don't like telling people about my day. It's personal.
And while I can actually bitch about my friends here, I have to admit that only they read it anyway... so it defeats the purpose. =P
Then I reasoned that I can write all my unhappy thoughts here to maintain my facade of a happy-go-lucky joker. Quickly taking a look from the other side of the glass, I asked myself who the fuck wants to read about my unhappiness anyway? Not even me! Besides, I know that I may hurt people with what I may write, so I rather keep those stuff in my pocket.
I would deem this a place fit enough to unveil my deepest and darkest thoughts... except I'm quite simple a person and don't really think deep thoughts. I often get lost in the mess I call my thoughts and forget what I was thinking about in the first place.
So therefore, I have gone and analysed the problem in order to mitigate the underlying issues by synergizing the... nevermind. Simply put : I only blog when I have no one to talk to online and besides, my fingers need the exercise. Before you say anything, next time observe my sleek, lean and muscular fingers, then weep in shame!
Excerpt from her blog :
Point being.....i decided that i should write a blog because it is not meant as a diary...its just meant for my mindless rambling. Everytime i try to tell my brother something...he says "u know...i am not really interested". So if i write it down...technically u would have to read it first to realise that you are not interested...and by then it would be too late! *evil laughter*
Suddenly, I question why *I* would want to blog. I have nothing much to say here anyway, and as much as I sometimes don't want to hear my sister tell me about how she managed to buy two pairs of shoes today at only $10 each, I also don't like telling people about my day. It's personal.
And while I can actually bitch about my friends here, I have to admit that only they read it anyway... so it defeats the purpose. =P
Then I reasoned that I can write all my unhappy thoughts here to maintain my facade of a happy-go-lucky joker. Quickly taking a look from the other side of the glass, I asked myself who the fuck wants to read about my unhappiness anyway? Not even me! Besides, I know that I may hurt people with what I may write, so I rather keep those stuff in my pocket.
I would deem this a place fit enough to unveil my deepest and darkest thoughts... except I'm quite simple a person and don't really think deep thoughts. I often get lost in the mess I call my thoughts and forget what I was thinking about in the first place.
So therefore, I have gone and analysed the problem in order to mitigate the underlying issues by synergizing the... nevermind. Simply put : I only blog when I have no one to talk to online and besides, my fingers need the exercise. Before you say anything, next time observe my sleek, lean and muscular fingers, then weep in shame!
// posted by Junyu @ 2:20 AM 
