So here's the thing, I guess we've established from the first post that I was never a fan of this blogging business. I mean, for one, I hardly visit blogs unless they are absolutely insightful or provide useful information to a future undertaking like traveling for example, and then there's the fact that I can barely understand the concept of it, this blogging. Are we, people of today, so insecure that there is this need to establish some sort of prominent social networking capital and self-reassurance? Is there really a need to upload and unload tonnes of mindless thoughts on one's daily activities i.e brushing teeth, doing the laundry, having a coffee - "Today, after doing the laundry I burnt my tongue while drinking coffee and it hurt when I brushed my teeth later..." oooh, and then the, wait for it... "LOL!" Oh God, then there are the numerous photos from every angle of the said burnt-then-roughly-brushed-tongue. Do people actually think that, what they have to write is important enough for society to read? That if we were deprived of such information it may gravely alter the course of our future? Well, apparently so.
Don't get me wrong, I have no issue with bloggers / blogs and personally don't care about what one chooses to write in a blog / on a blog (?), the beauty of the internet is in being able to select what you want to read, these are all just questions that get in the way of me fully understanding the concept as to why people blog, that and I'm also a bit of a batu api . My take (and I have a lot of takes on a lot of things) on blogging is, well, it's stalking made easy. "As usual, today I went for my daily morning run at the park near my house, not the one with the longish grass, but the other one." Or, "This Saturday, I can't wait to go to Zouk for some lame-ass watch event. This is the outfit I plan to wear." (insert 10 photos of outfit from 10 different angles) oooh, and wait for it... "LOL!!"
Me? Well, I'm just bored. Simply because I've got a whole lot of time on my hands and am still under house arrest. So since I can't go out and talk to a whole lot of friends about the whole lot of things that I see and hear (mostly on TV), I shall invade their cyberspace with my musings. Also, I was surprisingly taken aback by all the compliments of my first post (yes, yes, all three of them) - and the thing about me is that, and I say this in all humble unabashed shamelessness (an oxymoron, I know), I absolutely love recognition and compliments. So, if I realize that there is a market out there, that is being deprived of my deep insight (of nothingness, mostly) then it is only right that I put amends to it.
But don't get carried away or used to it even. I reckon once my semester break is over and my time of house arrest is fully served thereby meaning my social life has been fully restored and I have resumed talking to people like a normal person, this blogging thing will probably phase out.
Anyway, if for some reason you are still reading this (you, like me must be really bored) and plan to still read on (seriously?) here are a few things you should know. The first, I suck as a writer. Actually, that's about the most important thing to know, but if we must break it down then here's why - I have no real direction when I write, my vocab is limited and I am absolutely dependent on spell check and the auto correct mechanism (in fact, I think it's the best invention since the remote control, genius!), also, I can't decide if I spell in American English (although, I sometimes think American's don't speak English, neither do Australians, but that's a different thing altogether) or British English, I am absolutely long winded and can ramble on (like so), I take forever to get to the point (like so), I get side tracked a lot and forget what the initial point was (like so) and I over utilize the use of oxymoron's. In short, I reckon I would be every editor's nightmare. So, you can consider that from here on, you have been warned. And I guess it will remain that mine is not so much a blog but more a blob, for that would be an appropriate word to represent my trail of thought or whatever it is that goes on in my head, all just a big, blob.
Oh look, funny that, I have just written a lengthy, whole lot of nothing about a whole lot of nothing. If you look closely, you'll see 10 invisible photos of, oh well, nothing. Don't say I didn't warn ya'... oh, and wait for it... LOL!!!
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