Another Entry About Blogging

The biggest disadvantage of going public in your blog is you can’t post anything too personal anymore. You have removed the covers and telling details about yourself is shining a spotlight on your nakedness. You will  no longer feel comfortable posting about how you still look at your ex’s pictures and get all emo before you go to bed. Or that you met a guy in Malate last Saturday and now you’re texting him but your texts are too lame. Or that you slept with a former date’s friend last Sunday and your right nipple itches and hurts until now.

None of that will be appropriate anymore.

That’s why I’m going to post about something a lot tamer. I’ve been thinking of what to write about, and I remembered this topic that has been tackled by quite a number of bloggers these past weeks. A topic that shows just how vain we bloggers can get.

I am going to blog about…wait for it…blogging.

There are two questions that need to be answered: why do you write in a blog and why do you read blogs.

Incidentally, I found something I wrote three years ago that answers the first question. I wrote it when I made my first blog. For the curious, I made a blog almost three years ago with the title… Hm… I’m not sure but I think it was “Mosquitero”. Anyway, I deleted the blog, since it contained too much relationship angst, but my profile, as I recently discovered, is still alive: http://www.blogger.com/profile/09548666221217563619

Okay, so where was I? Right, the entry. Here it is:

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ENTRY ON ENTRIES

Until now, I still haven’t come up with a good blog entry (or a good blog, at that). I’ve been having a hard time deciding what I want my blog to be: a form of self-expression, a means of soliciting comfort, or a step towards fame (lol). So far, my entries have been a mixture of those.

At first, I wanted to be a blog sensation. I know someone who used to read the blog of an anonymous author. Every time he surfed, he made it a point to download the author’s latest entry; when he got home, he’d get all giddy from reading the latest scoops on the author’s life. I thought, wow, it must be amazing to have people you don’t even know hooked on your every move.

So I made a blog with the intention of having my own fan base. Soon, however, I realized that a blog like that would require a lot of patience and effort on maintenance and updates. I would also have to possess an incredible amount of charisma, enough for it to leak through text. Unfortunately, I had neither. The second was especially hopeless. How could I hope to interest strangers when even those who know me don’t care? (awww, so sad)

So I decided to just express my thoughts without caring about what the readers (if any) would think (though I still hoped some of them would like my thoughts). From then on, every time I made an entry, I just typed my heart out until I had spilled every last shred of anger, regret, or sometimes, joy. My posts turned out to be fairly interesting, but too long for anyone to bother to read (to bother to read, hmm).

That is why it has been two weeks since my last post. I have not yet come up with a good entry; mostly because I still have no firm idea of a good entry should be like. I am also not sure whether or not anyone still visits my blog.

The good news is, I am starting to form my idea of what a good post should be. I still think that blogs are meant primarily for self-expression, but now I also think that those expressions should be reader-conscious. As a blogger, I don’t just want to pour my heart out; I want people to read my entries and care. Otherwise, I should just put my thoughts in a diary.

Consider this as just another one of my thoughts…


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As for the other question, I’m going to write about it some other time because it’s getting late. And I need to leave because people are already starting to stare at me scratching my nipple.