“Mag-update ka nga ng blog mo. Wala na akong mabasa kapag tapos na ko sa Inquirer saka pag down yung Real Life (Comics).”
- B (06.03.2005)
I was going through my old blog when I saw this. It made me nostalgic and sad. I remembered a time when I would send a similar message to my friends when I thought that they were slacking off in their blogging duties (who cares if they had day jobs, I need something to read!).
I miss the days when people blogged. I mean, REALLY blogged. Back when they didn’t just write reviews of new restaurants or products. I have nothing against those who do but I wish that people wrote more about their lives. In well-thought-out, coherent sentences.
Most of my friends have stopped updating their personal blogs or if they still do, the entries are mostly short and sporadic. To be fair, I did the same thing.
One of the reasons why I decided to chuck out all of my previous entries was because I was unhappy with the way I was writing (that and because I was embarrassed after I read them again). The past year, all I’ve been putting up are half-assed attempts at wit and killer fillers.
And now, here I am trying my very best at writing well-thought-out, coherent sentences. Trying being the operative word. But it is so. damn. hard.
Isn’t it strange that in this age of over-sharing, I find it difficult to write about my life?
Maybe it was easier before because I was young and stupid. Maybe people were more forgiving back then. Maybe I’m older now and that I realize that I need to be more careful of what I put out there. Maybe I’m just a lazy person with the attention span of Dory. Maybe all of the above.
(Did I take as long to write 300 words before? It feels like I’ve been writing this for days.)
Anyway, this is me trying to blog again.
To my friends: Mag-update nga kayo ng blog nyo. Wala na akong mabasa.