Oh my blog
The first entry into anything is always so pressuring. I don’t know what the f* to write.
I reviewed some of your blogs before starting my own (and I blog, mind you, not because I want to document anything memorable, but because at 11:55PM tonight it is just so boring and I have no one to talk to so I might as well talk to my computer screen), and I thought that "what is blogged" is not as interesting as "who it is blogged for". Wha-huh?? I mean, when we begin writing down stuff, who do we imagine (among our friendster lists, maybe) are we talking to? I think, the way we eventually write the blog (tone, point-of-view, style) depends on who this person is (in our minds).
In my case, I think I am talking to Kia or Burn.
Hmm. Now, after having said that, I don’t know what the whole point was.
Oh okay. I know.
There are blogs that go "I am exploring my life, looking back, looking forward, finding myself, being comfortable with who i really am".. which I think really doesn’t talk to anyone but the blogger himself as he tries to make a brave yet tentative (and annoyingly dramatic and cliche’d) attempt to finally pursue his gay life. Just come out, dude, no need to stage it as if you were blooming like a flower.
And blogs that go "I finished college at UST, and love playing blah blah blah" which talk to everyone except himself (because if he did, he would know that no one f*ing cares about this boring stuff. And man, why blog your resume or your answers to your highschool friend’s scented slumbook?")
And there are blogs that go "I love eating… sushi, fruit, and sometimes I eat my own words" (or something to that effect). Which, in my opinion, talks to his set of equally dramatic-poetic and pretentious writer-buddies from college — but comes out way too contrived, and irritating.
I have managed to make enemies in my first entry. Oh my. And I only wanted to blog because I had no one to talk to tonight.
