An Ode To A Blogger
Thursday, September 07, 2006
what compels me to write an ode, this time in the morning whilst at work, with a mountain-load of unfinished tasks and reports and a presentation due tomorrow?
well, for starters, the blog that i'm referring to is gonna be completely deleted in 3 days.
so should i name the blog? after all, it won't be in 'action' anymore later.
and it may not be your cup of tea either.
i don't have a list of blogger friends, but i do have a folder in the bookmarks which says: blogs i read. and it's not a long list either, only a few that i frequent. and fewer still that i choose or totally compels me to participate in leaving comments to. thus, to lose one, IS, a dismal fact.
the blog owner conveys her entrapment in a man's body as a freak. she says she's not normal.
but she's not a freak.
she's a human being with extra-ordinary emotions; leading and battling living life as we all do.
with complexity, with simplicity. for the good, for the bad. and with open out curses, joy and laughter, sorrow and pain.
with passion.
it saddens me that blogging is no longer in her heart, as she declares it; as she feels obligated to write about what others want to read.
is that why we blog? to provide reading material to other people online?
are we not sharing our trials and tribulation, the multi-faceted life, as and when it is required or within the comfort zone of sharing?
to me, what compels others to want to drop by a blog, it's like, having strangers who cares enough to want to drop by your house. to peep through the window and see you breathing and kicking. if you've somehow stumbled or fallen down, then perhaps to utter words of encouragement in order for you to pick up the pieces and move on. some say hello when they leave comments, whilst others are like the soft rustle of leaves when the wind blows that passes by in an afternoon breeze.
no matter what is written, it is always a source of inspiration and sweet surprise.
written in such way that it pique the emotions. it's heartfelt. it's real. it's not just talk and innuendoes. the sense of humour that comes with it.
emotions that readers are able to connect with, to feel them as the words flows gracefully over the page.
it's a gift:
being able to write feelings.
being able to pull the heartstrings.
being able to move the emotions of others.
and all these will only be a memory in the mind, a touch on the soul. a rememberance.
i truly honestly hope that when she recovers the feeling and the need to blog, i'll be able to cross her path again.
and crossing paths is not only with her, but with all other friends whom i've perhaps lost touch but are still dear in the heart.
this is my ode.
and my thanks for being who you are.
well, for starters, the blog that i'm referring to is gonna be completely deleted in 3 days.
so should i name the blog? after all, it won't be in 'action' anymore later.
and it may not be your cup of tea either.
i don't have a list of blogger friends, but i do have a folder in the bookmarks which says: blogs i read. and it's not a long list either, only a few that i frequent. and fewer still that i choose or totally compels me to participate in leaving comments to. thus, to lose one, IS, a dismal fact.
the blog owner conveys her entrapment in a man's body as a freak. she says she's not normal.
but she's not a freak.
she's a human being with extra-ordinary emotions; leading and battling living life as we all do.
with complexity, with simplicity. for the good, for the bad. and with open out curses, joy and laughter, sorrow and pain.
with passion.
it saddens me that blogging is no longer in her heart, as she declares it; as she feels obligated to write about what others want to read.
is that why we blog? to provide reading material to other people online?
are we not sharing our trials and tribulation, the multi-faceted life, as and when it is required or within the comfort zone of sharing?
to me, what compels others to want to drop by a blog, it's like, having strangers who cares enough to want to drop by your house. to peep through the window and see you breathing and kicking. if you've somehow stumbled or fallen down, then perhaps to utter words of encouragement in order for you to pick up the pieces and move on. some say hello when they leave comments, whilst others are like the soft rustle of leaves when the wind blows that passes by in an afternoon breeze.
no matter what is written, it is always a source of inspiration and sweet surprise.
written in such way that it pique the emotions. it's heartfelt. it's real. it's not just talk and innuendoes. the sense of humour that comes with it.
emotions that readers are able to connect with, to feel them as the words flows gracefully over the page.
it's a gift:
being able to write feelings.
being able to pull the heartstrings.
being able to move the emotions of others.
and all these will only be a memory in the mind, a touch on the soul. a rememberance.
i truly honestly hope that when she recovers the feeling and the need to blog, i'll be able to cross her path again.
and crossing paths is not only with her, but with all other friends whom i've perhaps lost touch but are still dear in the heart.
this is my ode.
and my thanks for being who you are.
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Labels: ramblings
posted by dee3 @ 09:26,
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the trouble with mas...
Monday, September 04, 2006
MAS: offering cheap fares through the internet.
MAS: bookings through the internet to be paid with credit card.
MAS: faulty and crappy gateway wont accept my credit card details, making the payment = fail!
(i've tried like, more than 10 times, with different credit cards, over a span of 2 weeks *and yes, i am dependent on them for the time being. debt consolidation is another issue altogether*)
darn. i'll have to go down to MAS office.
can't pay through the phone, as am buying a senior-citizens' ticket.
darn. it'll be a hassle to wait in an extremely long que in the MAS office. it's like, forever full of people. and everyone knows how crappy and long the line is THERE.
triple darn!
MAS: bookings through the internet to be paid with credit card.
MAS: faulty and crappy gateway wont accept my credit card details, making the payment = fail!
(i've tried like, more than 10 times, with different credit cards, over a span of 2 weeks *and yes, i am dependent on them for the time being. debt consolidation is another issue altogether*)
darn. i'll have to go down to MAS office.
can't pay through the phone, as am buying a senior-citizens' ticket.
darn. it'll be a hassle to wait in an extremely long que in the MAS office. it's like, forever full of people. and everyone knows how crappy and long the line is THERE.
triple darn!
-#-
Labels: ramblings
posted by dee3 @ 09:36,
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mozzilla = ok!
Friday, September 01, 2006
have cleared the crappy formating which was earlier mentioned.
have omitted the previous song tab - link.
wanted to change the song, but there were too many pop-ups from the site.
(thus omission of the tab is better? sure it is! makes my life simpler *ha)
am in a foul mood this morning. darn.
too many loose ends, not enough loose change.
and anger in the heart too.
Labels: ramblings
posted by dee3 @ 10:26,
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