Tuesday, May 08, 2007
- The everlasting fad -
Blogging. How many times have I talked about this? And yet I always find myself coming back to the topic of blogs.
I started this craze just less than a year ago. And now, I'm an addict. A post almost everyday. It may show dedication, but I think so many of my blogging friends achieve way more in their blogs as opposed to mine. And for the reason that they are friends, I won't name names, because in the end I still read everyone's blogs but there are just some that go the extra mile for me and become the better ones.
It's when you read it and become addicted to their writing. I recently discovered a blog that was talked about by an individual for a while now. So I checked it out. Did I ever think I'd get chills reading a blog post? It was more than a blog post. It was poeted. It was exquisite. It was fucking good. I fell in love at first sight.
Some other individual think that they're such a noob and amateur to the world of blogging but their words put together such an amazing stories, turning a boring everyday to an amazing [funny] story that keeps me captivated.
Another blog I love is one that is the ultimate entertainer. The one almost everyone knows and reads and loves. When they put the effort they pull off the best posts everytime. Almost everytime.
And nobody's blog but Kenny Sia's (yeah, I can name him cos his famous) has made me laugh 'til I got stomach aches, and cried for HIS beloved father.
I also envy articulated blogs. The ones that twist and turn in their meaning, trying to make sense of everything but are inevitably lost. But I love them dearly anyway. It's the ones I know how to relate to.
It's these individuals, all whom blog in their own style and comfort that make it all the more interesting for readers like me. There are other blogs that entertain me equally, but these ones have their own spin on it that really make it their own. *special*
We all have our reasons to blog and blog what ever we want. So there really is no need to put someone down for what they wrote, what they will write and what not. It may be that you choose to record daily events, or rantings, or stories or crypted secrets. It's your own blog. It's your own space. A small small space in the big big virtual world that you call your own and tell the undesirables to fuck off.
I love all my worlds, whether it be my material world, superficial world or the highly scrutinised.
~who is that selfish bastard that sits there in the corner trying to be someone that they probably are? The fuckhead who thinks he's fucked up and that's the excuse to fuck up everyone else. You are not an excuse. Clean up your act and be the man that you can be. Wake up. Stop pretending.
I started this craze just less than a year ago. And now, I'm an addict. A post almost everyday. It may show dedication, but I think so many of my blogging friends achieve way more in their blogs as opposed to mine. And for the reason that they are friends, I won't name names, because in the end I still read everyone's blogs but there are just some that go the extra mile for me and become the better ones.
It's when you read it and become addicted to their writing. I recently discovered a blog that was talked about by an individual for a while now. So I checked it out. Did I ever think I'd get chills reading a blog post? It was more than a blog post. It was poeted. It was exquisite. It was fucking good. I fell in love at first sight.
Some other individual think that they're such a noob and amateur to the world of blogging but their words put together such an amazing stories, turning a boring everyday to an amazing [funny] story that keeps me captivated.
Another blog I love is one that is the ultimate entertainer. The one almost everyone knows and reads and loves. When they put the effort they pull off the best posts everytime. Almost everytime.
And nobody's blog but Kenny Sia's (yeah, I can name him cos his famous) has made me laugh 'til I got stomach aches, and cried for HIS beloved father.
I also envy articulated blogs. The ones that twist and turn in their meaning, trying to make sense of everything but are inevitably lost. But I love them dearly anyway. It's the ones I know how to relate to.
It's these individuals, all whom blog in their own style and comfort that make it all the more interesting for readers like me. There are other blogs that entertain me equally, but these ones have their own spin on it that really make it their own. *special*
We all have our reasons to blog and blog what ever we want. So there really is no need to put someone down for what they wrote, what they will write and what not. It may be that you choose to record daily events, or rantings, or stories or crypted secrets. It's your own blog. It's your own space. A small small space in the big big virtual world that you call your own and tell the undesirables to fuck off.
I love all my worlds, whether it be my material world, superficial world or the highly scrutinised.
~who is that selfish bastard that sits there in the corner trying to be someone that they probably are? The fuckhead who thinks he's fucked up and that's the excuse to fuck up everyone else. You are not an excuse. Clean up your act and be the man that you can be. Wake up. Stop pretending.
-{ missing you 5/08/2007 09:22:00 pm }-