Finally, they got me, to get one. AND let me tell you, blogging can be addictive. That’s why I’m trying to stop at the first place (then). But I guess writing is just in my blood (though not as good as my other girls). I used to have an account in blogspot, blogdrive, FS blog and now, here I am. And I hope, here, I will stay for good. Coz I know all my besties are here and they already claimed that they will be my regular readers and commenters once I set-up an account (eh?).
Must say that WP’s offered features are much better than any other blogging services. Easier to access and to use, and owh, did I mentioned how I just love the lay-outs? Very trendy and edgy.
When I was in Standard 4, I started writing something in my journal to spit-out my anger and rage towards a family member. I remembered I once used to write with my blood (heh that was old skool) to show actually how angry I was at that time. Moving on, growing with pains, I know that writing actually helps letting my burden off my chest (or my shoulder for that matter). Since then I become an addict. I used to have this kind of thick scrap book, with all the pictures and my thoughts being poured out in it. Be it sweet, bad, good, angry, helpless times, I know I have someone to turn to – my journal/diary.
Growing older, blogging is just another mode to express my feelings (even I know I won’t be perfectly 100%-ly honest with what I write – for sensitivity purposes). But it still helps to reduce whatever uneasy feelings I contained inside.
I am still adjusting, and this is just my pre-face. Hence, there is not much to talk about. Hope you will love what I have to offer (as if there’s any). Enjoy!