Webster defines a blog as a “diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page. Often reflecting the personality of the author.”
I started blogging as I felt it will be a good "board" to communicate and update friends about my recent progress and happenings like what I have been doing and how I have been going on. Then I find blog can be use as a venue to pen down my frustrations, irritation, happiness and unhappiness too, like a form of therapy. Penning things down does help me to express myself better than voicing. Though I am not good in expressing via penning very much neither. =P
Then I started to find myself contradicting myself cause I felt "expose" when i blog too. Exposing my personal life and exposing my weakness and even privacy. I am a very private person. My life is my Life...i don't really like to share too. Everything about me concern no one except myself. Then I started to feel uncomfortable to pen things down...
For example, when i want to pen things that hurt me... i thought of those that were hurt and wound like me... and i didn't want them to read my blog and cry...
When i want to pen about my anger, I am worried some people might misinterprete and be upset about it...
Then I felt concern about people's comments and questions about my blog, I felt "answerable" to my "readers", like a sense of responsibility that I must blog "correctly", "accurately", "creatively". "engaging"....
And so I find it getting more and more difficult to blog.
....difficult to blog a colorful life when my life is rather "boring"....
...difficult to blog about personal stuff when I don't want others to pry....
....difficult to blog about my feelings when i don't want to be seem insensitive or over-reacting...
....difficult to express and not be judge...
whatever...
Then it reminds me about how Supermodel and Smurfette felt about their blogs and their exposed privacies...
And then i thought and I thought and HECK!! You know I dun really care... I just blog when I want, what I want....
Hohoho! You like, you read. You dun like, you dun read.
You want to ask question, ask but I dun have to answer anywhere.
You want to think i am so...so be it...if you know me, you know me.
You know I dun really care anywhere. Hahahahaha!
=P
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