I love it that Blogger's interface has never changed over the years. This way, I can easily get back from where I left off no matter how long it will take me. My so-called 'blogging life' has its own mood swings that usually takes months to recover. For starters, I am my own audience. I write here for ME. This is a little testament of my own (in)sanity, err, vanity. I applaud myself whenever I could formulate one paragraph right off the bat. If I could express my ideas in one cohesive sentence. If I could spot grammar lapses before I hit Publish. My posts have varied tones that I myself am amused at revealing different personalities.
So forgive me dear reader,
...for revealing some, but none too much
...for leading you on, but getting you nowhere
...for making you wait, and wait some more
...for being a tease, feeding your ego by reaffirming what you thought, knew or felt
...for making you expect more but letting you down
...for disappointing you with yet another meaningless post as this
And I appreciate you too
...for reading and commenting with your true identities
...for reading and commenting Anonymously
...for browsing uninterestedly then clicking randomly through my multitude of links
...for finding yourself here coming from the better blogs linking me
...for reading and digging through older posts hoping to find dirt
...for reposting my pics, with credit or not, who cares cause I don't check this blog as often as you anyways
...for commenting with links to Viagra, NAKED MEN and mortgage/lending sites
...for reading and telling yourself you knew better
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It has been seven years now since i started this blog. Who knows if this will still survive another seven or more. As long as Blogger will remain unchanged, patronized and free--and I'm still here, certainly it will. If you happened to be there all those times or merely at one point, appreciating or loathing my short, sweet and senseless posts, to YOU I am greatly indebted.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
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