This date, two years ago, I started blogging. I really can't believe it. I never thought my blog would last this long because I normally have a short attention span on any hobbies. Blogging can't be called a hobby anymore because people take up hobbies in their spare time. Most bloggers I knew eat, sleep, walk, breathe and everything with their blog. Maybe I should rephrase that. What I meant by 'bloggers I knew' is I visited their blogs and read their thoughts. I haven't met many bloggers because I'm more comfortable being an anonymous in a virtual world. Come to think of it, I'm an anonymous in the real world too but that's another story.
Unlike some bloggers, I didn't really make friends with fellow bloggers. The relationship (if any) remains in the virtual world. I've seen better blogs than mine appearing and disappearing in the blogging scene. I'm not in the same league with the famous bloggers but I hold it on my own. It HAS been two years now. I didn't get many comments but I see I have a steady stream of visitors everyday. I wonder who they are and why they keep coming even when I let my blogs being cobwebbed sometimes. The few people who would comment on my blog has disappeared too since I've been too busy to blog hop and drop comments in my favorite blogs lately. It is OK. It is nice to get feedback but not having any doesn't mean I'll stop writing. It also means I have less pressure to drop by at their blogs to comment. I really can't help it. When I'm busy, I really am busy.
It is definitely easier to maintain a blog than a relationship. I can leave my blog for weeks or months and it will not complaint when I started writing again. I can complaint about the world, the work, as much as I can too and the blog will just accept it. Not a squeak, not a word. I've been wondering too how is it if I'm in a relationship or have a family and have to work like I do right now. Anyway, since I'm in neither, I'll just let that thought pass. I have a choice to leave the apartment in a mess, the laundry basket overflowing, the dishes in the sink, the hairs on the floor (I shed hairs like a cat) and I appreciate every minute of it.
I do not have to live up to anyone's expectation. I can be serious, I can be boring, I can be selfish and I can be a bit*h too. It's wonderful to have a blog :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLOG :)
While I'm making some time to blog today, I'd like to wish everyone Ramadhan Mubarak and Happy Fasting.
Sunflower gives the connotation of cheerfulness, bright, jolly, merry... you get the idea! However, if any content in this blog didn't fit the cheerfulness implied by its name, look at it this way... I'm putting down all the wretchedness, gloom, melancholy feeling in here so I can continue living up to the expectation of making the association to the sunflower.
2 comments:
happy belated birthday..
TQ puteri :)
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