Before I start rambling on about meaningless things. Here’s 10 reasons why you should totally read… my blog!
No. 1: I am who I am and no one else can ever be me.
No. 2: I’m the reflection of what you shouldn’t be. So basically, do the opposite of what I do and you’ll probably turn out to be a good person.
No. 3: I’m an “expert” in Photoshop-ing. So despite looking like crap, I look slightly better than crap.
No. 4: I’ll make you feel better and give you hope. When you’re depress with yourself you can go, “at least I look better than her!”
No. 5: If I can be here, you can too? (Okay, don’t bet on it too much.)
No. 6, 7, 8, 9, 10: BECAUSE… you just should!
I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while. Why? Why should anyone start a blog? Why share your life with random strangers, allow people to mock you, entertain people that you’d probably never meet in person, etc… etc… etc? And with so many blogs around, why read mine? Why not so-and-so or so-and-so (mentioning just about anyone would probably get me into some kind of drama that is totally uncalled for…)?
Well, you see… I’ve already answered the second last ‘why’, which somewhat answers the last ‘why’, as for the rest…
Why should anyone start a blog? Because… because. A blog need not be full of words, and at the same time it need not be full of photos. It depends entirely on you, what you want to put on it. It’s like freedom of speech (sadly, I feel a bit limited these days) but having the ability to look back and see what was.
For instance, while doing some “house-cleaning” at my diary, I started reading entries dated years ago and realised how much of a moron I was! (I unpublished those retarded entries, in case you’re wondering.)
What I’m saying is… well, I’m not quite sure what I’m trying to say. I guess I just like typing on my keyboard and clicking on my mouse, and hoping that one day, those words and pictures help me remember what happened in the past when I (possibly or possibly not) lose my memory?
That’s all folks.