okay.

who is up for a long post?

I AM!!! woo... *waves a little imaginary flag*

i am going to be that little humming bird again, jumping from topic to topic.

a lot of my friends have been concerned about the public bloggy ting. basically, they are worried that wadeva brain juice (or lack of it) they pour into their online blogs will be, u noe, scrutinised or used as blackmail or sumting. (okay... so i am exagerating)

anyway. okaylah. i bet u can read more about this issue somewhere else so basically i just wanna say (or write) that.... oh well. abuden. u publish on internet wan leh... of course u got no control over who reads it. i

mean... thats like scrawling "(insert your name here) of (an organisation u belong to) loves (whoever of wherever)" on a white wall facing an MRT station and then living in paranoia thinking about who is going to see that declaration of love of yours.

~duh~

this is a reason why i keep seperate blogs. if u guys clever hor, u guys can find my other anonymous, vulgar blog. but i reckon it'll be next to impossible.

the point is... i am frustrated that many good bloggers have stopped writing because other ppl have been saying stuff and being linked left, right, center just leads the bloggee to the blog where the blogger may not be saying nice things about the bloggee.

oh well. i havent really offended ppl yet have i? but then the offendee should only be offended if i wrote anything offending about the offendee wad. and that would only happen if the offendee had offended me first, so that would be karmic retribution. nyah!

so why be afraid to show who u are? why do we live beneath the cloak of anonymity, prefering to follow herd mentality, hiding between the many faces we see everyday? why be afraid to say wad u really wanna say? i am not even saying this is vain. hell no. the ppl around me would noe that i am extremely vocal and can be blunt. because thats wad i wanna say. bah!

come on ppl! lets heckcare them can? write.... write till ur fingers are swollen from all the typing. i want my feed of good writing... and its the only way of my keeping in contact with alot of ppl.. even if i wan to chat online, u ppl busy and stuff.

hah.

okay!


lets talk about me. (laughing maniacally) i truly cannot imagine my life without anything that i have now. really.... i cannot imagine being blind or lame.. i mean crippled, or deaf... can u? and then, i cannot imagine living life without seeing all the sights, even those i regret seeing. i cannot imagine life without listening to the songs i love now. heck i cannot imagine life without listening to the phone. i am even grateful for my fatness...(at some point anyway, dont ask me how...)

heck... i dowan to lose anything that i have (except for the fat i mentioned)

maaaaaaan. how troublesome...




anyway. today's CNY celeb was okaaay lah. but it was completely lame, testifies to wad sumone said of NJ's organisation.. or lack of it. i regret not bringing my camera... i am sooooo not a morning person, in an organisational sense. maaan. the activities were damned lame but the atmosphere between my friends aka classmates was damn fun.

aiyah. sad lah... i feel so incomplete without my camera.

i am a born photographer maaaaaan...


oh yah! chinmaya! u better bring my collar pin! basket... so shiok isit, wear my stuff until u dowan give back... next time i lend u my skirt lah!
on that note, i shall leave thee for the black box blasting visual and auditory images is beckoning me.....