So finally after registering a blog name over 5 months ago, I have sat down to pen (hmmm…ok type) my pilot posting. Wanting to post a blog since 25 October, 2006 (Yes Giri…that’s why I called you so late on your birthday…I was thinking of an apt name for this page), I have finally decided to take the plunge.
Now before I go on (and believe me I can talk and talk), I would like to warn you that if you are reading this page in the hopes to finding some truly intellectually stimulating reading material, I suggest to click on the icon on the top right corner of this page with the title “Next Blog”. Because, (Sorry I know it’s grammatically wrong to start a sentence with “because”, but really, nothing else fits) for the uninitiated and unacquainted people reading this, I would like to let you in on a little secret; half of what I talk is crap and the other half goes unheard (since the people listening to the first half cannot take it any longer). And yes, I can digress and digress even more, so you really have to keep up with me.
While I am aware the 83% people reading this have logged off or changed blogs by now, and the remaining 17% have no choice but to continue (I am probably standing behind them with a gun on their head, forcing them complete the section), I am going to continue. Because (There I go again…oops sorry), I believe we live in a democratic world and we all have the right to continue doing what we believe in. And you have the choice to either continue reading this or not (except you 17% people).
Did you know how the word “blog” came to be conceptualized? It’s a blend (or as technically known: portmanteau) of the words “Web" and “Log”. It’s as simple as that. Anyway to get to the point…(What is it…I forgot….ooh…yes…so getting to the point)…
I could not think of a comprehensive “About Me” for this blog. I did not know what my signature line should be.
I am a dreamer; not a realist.
I am an optimist; not a pessimist.
I chase my dreams; I don’t wait for it to happen.
I don’t need you to start a conversation; I am comfortable in my own skin to introduce myself.
I know my self worth; I joke about myself just to be modest.
I am not insecure; I just have my fears.
I am always singing, either out loud or in my head.
There are a lot of things I don’t know; I have no qualms about asking other people about it.
I am not a feminist, but I cannot stand men who don’t truly believe that we are all equals.
I get stressed to see the extreme living conditions in my country; I will never run away from it.
I want to be a writer; I want to write a song.
I want to be a poetess. I want to write a play.
I want to make a movie. I want to paint my dreams.
I want to be a businesswoman. I want to live a million dreams.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
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