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Wednesday, 6 September 2006

I Blog

Why the hell do I have to do a blog? The question popped out of my mind right now. I know I have some answers, but when I was about to write it, hundred million reasons splashed in my mind all together in the same nick of time that I didn't know what, where and how to start as I keep on forgetting the others, might be important or just a crap reason.

I love to blog. It's a good, worthwhile thing to do if you're bored and have nothing to do. Not only you could maintain your skills in writing, you could also see your own development and changes you've been doing with the way you write. I remember laughing at my so-previous posts. It was really ironic, I know I lack the emotion to write. Now, I feel I could balance it although I know there are some probable problems because of my writer's block-ness.

I blog, not only to update my faraway friends, but also to update the absent-minded me. Sometimes I don't even know how did I write a certain thing being clueless about it in the first place. It's a good things to show the motivation in me. Writing is my passion and it's also a good way to update myself in the process.

It's a perfect thing to do to express... not to impress. There might be mispelled words and grammatical errors (if ever there are with my obssessive-compulsive, skeptical eyes), at least it soothes your feeling if ever you feel low. It is the source of solace; just write it all out instead of throwing things in the vicinity. I, indeed, really feel happy to express some of the things I feel. If I hide it, it might just blow into a catastrophe. I even discover unknown things in me when I do free-writing. It is good, not only for the people to see the real me if ever they have the perception of something cynical about me, but also for myself, to see my passion and love for irony. It shows my creativity to express, having different tones of writing and in designing the blog itself.

Blogging

The picture reflects a lot about me, perfect for me and shows more of the hidden me. I blog because I want to express my current feelings (even the feelings that I don't know about me), not only with the way I write, but also with the way I design the blog. I got the picture from the blogskins site. I don't even know why, it's just the right one. Thinking of changing the blog layout is very far from my plans of revising the blog because all it possesses is rubbish. As I've said in the sidebar, it shows my interests. It shows my love for photography, my designing techniques, my sense of art... and shows the vogue (er, do I really have to use the word?) in me. Sometimes my friends tease me if I'm a bachelor of arts major in fashion designing student. I don't know if that's a compliment of having a good and different style or just plain teasing because of them seeing a different-department-student in not-the-usual-jeans-and-shirt attire. But I know I wear it properly and it matches because if not, I'll never be teased to be another-department-student that is supposed to have a sense of style and that is my way of lifting myself up from disappointment. Hey, my story continues. The layout is perfectly edited by me. It was a hard work since I'm not really genius when it comes to HTML codes, but I like what it resulted. The blog had been into serious operations/revisions. At least, I could also release my HTML knowledge and probably, to increase my intelligence about it. Someday I would be able to do my own skin, in my dreams.

I blog to show my constant loving in poetry and literature, of writing itself. You could see I always try to put poems in every post so that I could preserve the 'frustrated poet' in me. I could show the flowery words of a poet, sometimes exaggerated.

Blogging shows a lot of advantages to a writer. I'm not sure if you could call me a writer as I sometimes just rant about the things I don't want to happen to me. But that's the point of blog, to show and write your life out. I blog to discover life. To show and write for the sake of contentment.

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