The first thing I learnt from this experience is that, NEVER say NEVER. A while back I used to criticise my classmates for blogging, I told them " Blogging is for people with no life,people with too much time on their hands and nothing better to do. I will never blog! " Well I still do agree with the first bit, I am so bored back in Malacca, I guess mainly its because everyone else is studying or working while I'm on holiday.
Like all things, I did my research on this subject (Blogging) beforehand, I've been reading some of my friends' blogs, e.g. Saran, Van, Sue, Michelle (my favourite, alot of hot juicy stuff there) and Aya. They write about their feelings and happenings, like most girls, they're very predictable; they decorate their site with flowers, colourful bubbles, pretty pictures, and they CAM WHORE! , (ok maybe I'm jealous I don't look good in pictures like they do) but yeah, lots and lots of pictures. I really don't understand, its like they know they're gonna do something fun so they bring their camera's along! They take pictures of their lunch, their snacks and even the car that brought them there! Amazing...
Here comes the interesting part, these women, (I'm not sexist, I love women, I really DO! Its just that I don't read guys blogs, not just yet) they have private blogs, I mean first, aren't blogs suppose to be private? Since you include your lunch and everything in it, wouldn't that be considered private? Now they tell me that they have private blogs, blogs where they don't share it with anyone else? Hmmm... they complain about people in their blogs and then they go blog about it some more in their private blog? I guess I never got to understanding Diaries either.
Had a bad experience with diaries, this is what happened. I was probably 11 or 12 years old, like any other parent, my mom asked me to keep a diary, she says " Sayang, its a good way of expressing your feelings, A diary is a SECRET BOOK, ONLY YOU WILL KNOW WHAT'S INSIDE." I was hook by the word SECRET BOOK, I felt like James Bond, (my hero at that time, now not so, don't really like Daniel Craig) So yeah, i did a few articles here and there, pretty boring stuff like what I ate, and how I had this theory that my maid was poisoning my food so that she could kidnap me, and you know, normal stuff like that. Then there was a day when mom scolded me for lying, well i was a really lazy kid, (still am, but that a different story) my mom used to check my books to see if I had any unfinished work, If i didn't finish my work I wasn't allowed to go out and play, so I would hide my books in the laundry and before I go to sleep put it back into my bag as my maid doesn't to laundry in the afternoon, for some reason, only God knows, mom had to do the laundry that day(she never does it). She found the book. I had like 10 pages empty, so.... yeah, i got a scolding and the usual Chinese household child torture method, the 'ROTAN'. Back to the diary thing, so I wrote in my diary about how I hated my mom, back than my vocabulary was not as good as it is now so, i only knew a few words, what I remember was that i used the words 'Lanciao, Cibai, and Fucker' the sentence construction was pretty bad so yeah, but those words stood out. Oh, I even managed to include an illustration of what i felt like doing to my mom, kicking her in the ass. Next day, mom asked me where I learnt how to use those 3 words. Showed me the page (she tore it out from the book) By the way, she still has it, she said "I wanna file it to remember the good times we had" What the hell, what happened to secret book? sheesh!
After that kind of experience would you still keep a diary? More so online... I'm not discouraging you but if you have a good reason why, I wanna know.
Lost my virginity today, this is my first post ever.
p.s : I'll try to see if I can post the art-work I did (need to ask mom for it)
now left back hole still virgin lo heh