Why Blog Ur Shit?

I woke up at 12nn today, gosh nobody even bothered to wake me up! What if I died in my sleep or something, nobody would find out. haha, Im so brutal I know. I reached out and grabbed my cellphones. my local cel said 3missed calls and a voicemail while my roaming cel was none, how sad (why did I even bother to have a roaming when nobody bothers to text me huhuhu) Anyway, the missed calls and voicemail were from dad(of course!) He thought I went somewhere coz nobody was answering the house phone, apparently nobody was indeed home except me.

I sighed, did my morning shower and rituals and went downstairs. No food. As usual. Im a bad cook xo I went and made myself a sandwich instead. While munching with glee, I checked my emails and stuff. A friend in my myspace sent me a message telling me that she had checked out my blogs here and it was great. She had a fun time reading them(thanks abi!) and then she asked me why do you like broadcasting your shit to the world? Are blogs better than diaries?

I laughed. I had thought and asked myself those questions a million times already too, why do I blog anyway? Why dont I write in a diary where it's more private? Well it's simple. I own a diary...diaries actually, since I was 8years old. And Ive written in every one of them every single day. But you see, when diaries are full already, you keep them and sometimes (as forgetful as I am), I do forget about them, and even misplace them because I transfer a lot, I dont even have a permanent zipcode when I was growing up. So it's like no use writing on diaries anymore because when Im done with them, I dont do anything but keep them. So for me, it's like a waste of time.

So when this "blog craze" stormed around the net and I happened to be a thousand miles away from what I used to call "home" and was bored to death that I was nearly suicidal, I decided to try blogging for a change, just to keep me sane and at least it wouldnt hurt as much as cutting oneself right? And it did work. Since writing is where Im good at (or so I think I am)...it opened up my views again and I started to feel good about myself...feel good about expressing more of me than hiding it and feeling the hurt. Blogging has been my therapy and it didnt fail me one bit. True, who would want to read my blogs which consist of mostly random chatters of my life? But I dont care who reads them. If people like reading them, great I really appreciate it so much, it makes me feel good. If they dont like reading them, then my advice is not to read any of my blogs or dont even go to my site at all.

In blogs, I can somehow connect with people who are experiencing my dilemmas as well or if not just connect with people who are great advisers and would advice me what to do or not to do in situations Im in. I really appreciate people that just randomly read my site without me telling them to do so, and would actually comment and advise. Though I dont know them personally, but I can feel the sincerity inside them. And by that, they already made my day worth living. This is just a simple pleasure I have in my mixed life. Diaries are still great, but if you have the luxury to own computer facilities or laptop for that matter, it's easier to type up your feelings instead (especially when you're crying). Besides, we live in a world where technologies just get better and better that those traditional people are now having a hard time coping up with reality. This is reality people, and sometimes, it wouldnt hurt to change too you know.

I just wish that when technology has developed flying cars, I would still be around to own or even just ride in them! hehehe. (silly me!)