Category: the writer

Writing blogs which details personal ideas, personal stands, personal philosophies and personal day to day living, is for me a person’s attempt to let the whole wide world know of what his mind has to say.

When blogs first gained popularity there were a lot of debates about the morals of it and its importance to human life. Of course there were those who were in favor of it and those who widely oppose it. I myself seemed to find it a person’s desperate attempt to gain attention to one’s self. I reasoned that why should people attempt to create an virtual journal open to the public eye? I guess at that time I was a very private person who believed that journals – and diaries, for that matter – are things better kept to one’s private eyes.

Little did I know that a couple of years after the blog boom I would be here, baring my soul for the whole wide world to judge. I didn’t quite picture myself to be a blogger. I keep a journal and my entries on it are far from your typical diary but they are for my eyes only. My blogs however are for public consumption. And why do I do this? Why the sudden change of heart?

Perhaps it’s the thrill of publicity. I have once wanted to become a writer – perhaps a novelist although I can’t quite create a decent story. Then again, I knew I could write and I love writing. I found out that blogging is the closest thing I got to creative writing. It’s the avenue for me to use words I learned from reading and that would otherwise be hyfaluting to use in normal conversations. It’s the avenue for me to receive feedback on my thoughts and views in life. And it’s a way for me to get published – for free.

How I wish bloggers could be paid for simply blogging about anything under the sun, not necessarily themselves but on topics of general personal interests. How I would love that! (haha..lumalabas na naman and pagka business minded ko).

Yet I am content to be able to hit a lot of birds with one stone. Blogging for me is a way for me to share my passion for writing, to put into use my extended vocabulary (for otherwise I wouldn’t know what are the specific uses of the words I get to learn through reading) and to update my friends on what is happening about me.

So if my very first blog entry was about my wondering on why people write blogs, then this blog entry, which isn’t my last, is most definitely an answer to that.

So many blog entries all in one day. You’d think I had nothing else better to do. But actually, most of these blogs were written long long ago during moments when I was inspired to reflect and write my reflections in a publishable manner.

And now that I have the time to actually “publish” them, an influx of stuff appeared in my blog site.

I don’t really know if anyone reads them. If anyone agrees or disagrees with them. But I’d like to share them nonetheless. And I hope those who read them, would comment, either in hearty agreement or vehement disagreement.

Either way, I’d be glad to know you took time to read my posts.

Happy Reading or browsing!

one of my blogs in friendster detailed the last few seconds of my internet access at some obscure shop. this is no different. my body aches. my muscles twitch. yet i face another sleepless night trying to finish up on my thesis proposal. such is college life. and i know i’ll be sad when the day comes that i must leave this phase in my life. college does have its ups and down. failing exams and your instructor mercilessly (or is it mercifully) giving you the chance to catch up by letting you run early am in some “fun” run..after a sleepless night (peace!)..i don’t think i’ll have the energy to do it.

all around me i hear the sounds of people playing computer games. where do they get the money??ah! may time is up.

adieu! (?)

i really don’t have much too say. ever since i started getting the hang of making blogs i suddenly had the passion to start posting all the petty intricacies of my life. it seems i want to immortalize every second, every minute, every hour of my earthly existence in the portals of a website.

yet sadly i have not the means to do so. i am but a poor struggling student who can’t afford the luxury of being internet-connected 24/7. so i have no other option but to immortalize them in my memories and if i’m apt to it, in my paper journal.

today i was fortunate enough to be able to go to the city and avail internet access. yet i had too many things in my mind that the passion for writing something was already extinguished. it was yet to be revived. perhaps when i’m home again with no internet?

but as fate would have it, the internet lady told me i have 10 more minutes that i can choose to maximize. i would be paying the same rate whether or not i used the ten minutes. so why not use it to my advantage? with the rising prices of almost everything today..it would do you no harm at all to maximize every peso you pay for anything.

just yesterday, i was fed with the news that the regular fare of 5.50 would raise to 8.00 today. shucks! that’s a big dent to the pocket as i have to take 2 rides to get to the heart of the city. and we musn’t forego the fact that a raise in fare rates almost means a raise in commodity prices.

i’m led to wonder when will all this rising stuff end? will it ever end? everything seems to rise except the living conditions. argh! i don’t want to be political and everything. for it brings back so much frustrations.

that’s it. ten minutes is up. so little written. my writing skills are getting rusty.
practice.

adios!

i dont know what really came over me. is it just the sudden rush of things or rather the popularity of blogs affecting my rather stubborn mind? when blogs became the “in” thing..i really didn’t care that much..why?simply because i deem my written journals we’re better. only i could read them. they were easily accessible. and i have grown accustomed to them.

but it seemed change would soon inflict me. the blog epidemic caught up with me. and thus here i am. making my first post. i dunno what would ever become of this. if i would continue this madness of making my thoughts public. or maybe i would simply lose the zeal of uploading my thoughts and went back to my good old paper journals. which by the way i still hope would, in the not so distant future, be an anne frank journal of sorts.

so there. my basic inspiration for writing journals was revealed. but times change. we have advanced technologies now. so thus we have better(??) journals.

i wonder if anne frank would have made blogs also(?).