Blog is trouble. Days of writing diaries are all gone. People share information via MSN, websites, PHP forums and worse poking each other using Facebook. Then again, when are diaries' inner most secrets are shared at all? You obviously write them as you would want to remember something. Call it history. Just like a song that reminds you of an incident. This blog comes with vivid details and video streaming now. I hope my kids sees this and know how much of a spoilt brat there are and what kind of hurt they have cause their mom and I.
Then you have your bosses, colleagues and business partners that bear witness on what you wrote. Unless they do not have computers, else there would come a time they read your sartorial and you unpolished comments about how they act or look stupid. You'd rather be choking yourself dead in the toilet when they choose to bring this up for a happy hour discussion.
Since I have to get started, why not do it in a big bang. Invite the whole-jing gang and have an orgy of comments heading my way. Hah! Till h3ll freezes over please!
Then you have your bosses, colleagues and business partners that bear witness on what you wrote. Unless they do not have computers, else there would come a time they read your sartorial and you unpolished comments about how they act or look stupid. You'd rather be choking yourself dead in the toilet when they choose to bring this up for a happy hour discussion.
Since I have to get started, why not do it in a big bang. Invite the whole-jing gang and have an orgy of comments heading my way. Hah! Till h3ll freezes over please!
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