Blogging.
Why do we blog? Doesn’t it seems like a waste of effort and time, considering when you could have done something else rather important? Judging by the amount of information you are exposing to the public, kind of dangerous don’t you think? I mean beside updating your brothers, sisters and friends on your current whereabout and interest. No offence or any hard feelings to the rest out there. Peace.
Data mining. That’s how the spam mails multiply in your inbox.
My handwritings are terrible; barely readable; hardly decipherable. And it will be like after 5 years, one may go saying, "OMG, fantastic. After all these years, your handwritings is still the same. Freaking horrible!", well that’s the trademark. LOL.
Typing are more of my field. Moving my fingers against the qwerty keyboard; sounds like a pianist playing a rhythm, a rhyme. Ooo, that’s a crime, for he can’t rhyme, but fingers do. =x Now he can rhyme… What am i talking here? Sweat.
So i guess blogging is more of what i can do. Choose the font, size, color, and there he sings his words down.
But why do i blog anyway? At least i could tell myself about me when i lost myself one day. Lost of memories; lost of identity. Like waking up without knowing who i am anymore. *touchwood* Those precious memories that i would like to keep. How i live my life; how happy and sad moments stamped on the little me.
Apart from that, there’s another reason to blog. To safeguard them. ^^
Signing off,
Dann