I've got an inspiration to put on my two cents worth about the bloggers world from Andy. Well, some people write to impress others, some people write to update family & friends on daily routine and some simply do so because "Hey, everyone has a blog so I have to start blogging too!"

W has got a very popular website (sorry, can't publish it here to save my own ass) and it comes to a point where he has to write to accomodate his audiences although he tried to refrain himself from doing so. I know he's enjoying his so-called 'celebrity' status and blogging is his current favourite past-time. That defies the whole purpose he started his blog in the first place- which was to update his mates and dear girlfriend in Aus on his life back home.

I started blogging to rant about mundane stuff in my life for reading pleasure of my close friends (read: close friends). Somehow, a close friend's cousin's friend, another friend's classmate, people I don't really know, etc found out about it. That put me in a very difficult situation to write about what I want without hurting anyone's feeling. Therefore, I started blogging anonymously and it worked out just fine. I don't care if no one reads it because it's for my own reading pleasure, and after all it's pretty much about me, myself and my life so how interesting can it get really? I take it as writing my own personal diary where I know will still exists in many years to come (provided blogspot doesn't fuck up). I started this blog at my lowest point of my life, the time where I truly felt the loss of someone I have came to love. I knew I had to let it out, I refused to erase Ell from my memory and I want to remember every single thing we shared in black and white. Once upon a time...

By the way Andy, I still think you're one of the most interesting bloggers I've came across so far - otherwise I wouldn't even bother commenting on it. Cheers!