Why I blog

A friend of mine called and told me he read my blog, says it's cool, I'm gonna be famous and I look hot in the pic.

Alright, he just told me he read my blog.

But that really starts me thinking, 'do I really wanna be read by my friends'? Is it the reason I blog?

Frankly, I have no idea why I started blogging. I read a few blogs, thought it's cool and wanted to try it mostly to amuse myself. I wanted to see a site with the name Wahoo.com badly. I also wanted to write words like shit, fuck, tits, boobies, wanker, clitoris, and assy all in one page (whohoo...!! Now that I've done it. I might just stop blogging).

I probably have too much time on my hand.

Ya know, my friends would never believe I wrote those stuffs I just did. In real life, I'm this all polite and decent human being who doesn't smoke, drinks only for business purposes, and wouldn't (oh god forbid!) let slip a single swear word out of my mouth. Profanity is just not in my everyday wardrobe.

On a more serious note, I thought it would be a good way to record the crazy shit I have to deal with everyday and laugh about it later when I reread it. A place to do some mental purging, so to speak.

And Cham, no worries dude. It's not like I'm gonna bad-mouth my friends here, or tell the world you're actually gay, or tell them about the time in secondary school when you were doing the impression of tarzan or something, jumping from table to table, howling your personnal battle cry, then then then banging your head on pure-hard-CONCRETE (ouch! I feel your pain, bro. I really do.) and end up lying on the ground while the whole class laugh our asses off.

Muahahahaa...! I'm evil!