Friday, January 25, 2008
Blogging
When I first started blogging in 24th December 2005, when I was nearing ORD, clearing leave and had nothing to do, blogging became a way to spend my excess time, and it's my way of saying out the things I want to say.
I always believe this. In this impatient society, who has the patience/interest to sit down, open their ears, and really listen to what you have to say? I would say not many (and by this I mean less than a handful), or perhaps even none. Who is really interested to know what you think, and is willing to listen to you at a face-to-face conversation?
I am a person who thinks a lot, I have no doubts about it.
I have a lot of views on life, the ironies of life, current affairs, moral lessons learnt from my little little past and present life experiences. For people who know me, I love to expose people to the little little myths they bluff themselves with, in order to feel that they are better people than they really are.
(Like how I told Cindy about why (after a long time) people don't move on is because they haven't found someone new, rather than them really clinging to the previous person emotionally. Cynical as it may sound, I believe what I believe, and I love to expose people on these thoughts)
Other than to preach my many many many views on life, this blog has also become my personal ranting ground. From current affairs to personal issues, I have many posts, all having different tones. Some are speech-like, some are academic arguments, some are pure rants without any logical balances, and some are the so-called 'emo' posts.
I have a wide variety of stuff that I want to talk about. And many times, I have a lot of things I want to talk about, but I just didn't find the energy or the time to do so. I hate cooping up on what I feel, so I'll just treat this as a ranting ground whenever I have the chance to do so.
HOWEVER HOWEVER, I become super-pissed when this 'right' of my own ranting is taken away by some form of sociological conformity process, or social pressure, or social sanctions.
The following might be a bit fierce, but I make no apologies for it.
Whenever I make a so-called "emo" post, it is because I feel strongly about things. Whether I am explicitly scolding people, or implicitly pondering about things, or simply sounding reflective, the social 'sanctionalistic' forces will come in the 'rrgh..emo again' tone.
In one sense, it could be caring for a friend. However, in another sense, it is a super pissing process. Whenever you behave in a way that is you truly, instead of how a certain social agent WISHES you to behave, sanctions will come, either in direct or indirect ways.
And I hate it.
Concern is concern. But by saying unconstructive comments like 'emo again huh' seriously does not help anything! What does it acheive?
If you're concern, unconstructive comments on the tag board, seriously use your brain, does it help anything?
It only results in the writer feeling his right of ranting being restricted by some sociological forces.
"Conform to the happy tone. We want you to be happy. Out-of-order blog posts shall be questioned upon until normal services resume." these forces say.
If you think it's wrong to post the so-called emo posts on my blog when I do indeed feel about something, please continue your role in the enforcement of the social conformity process. It helps, it really helps.
The most funny or stupid (depending on your own judgement) kind is when the author is implicitly ranting about stuff, being obviously NOT wanting to divulge the details on the subject matter.
The Concerned Friend types in the tagboard/comment boxes: "What happened to you?"
Blog comments for dummies: Just a guide.
Given the style of the post, do you think the author will really write down 'what happened'?
If you think so, hmm. The book is indeed for you. Go to Popular and buy it.
If not, then type for what. Duh.
I understand some people would want to curb the 'sad' atmosphere (if there is ever one) and offer words of encouragement. I appreciate it, I really do.
People who are concerned and are not suitable for the above-mentioned book (i.e. with some brain cells still working) will ask the author 'what happened' personally, instead of asking in the very domain the writer refuses to talk in in the first place.
For me, if you're concerned, feel free to ask.
However, if I say I don't wish to say (I wouldn't say "nothing lah", cos I never liked to lie), then please say one 'ok, take care k' and that's enough.
For people who keep trying to pry, or people who keep trying to ask for hints, I'll get pissed off pretty easily, despite my face giving a patronising smile.
This is my blog, and I strongly defend the right to blog about anything on this sacred little virtual corner of mine.
When the blog first started, I'm excited to share about my thoughts, the lessons I've learnt, and the comments I have about all things in life generally.
There are times I feel strongly about stuff, and I just need to rant. These times, I hope not so many people are reading this blog.
However, the damage has been done. I know there are many silent readers of this blog. Arts club friends have become such a huge, inter-connected and everyday-meeting (with that ample gossips and bitching) community that it has become a rather scary force.
Once something is posted, you're exposed to speculation. You can just be true to yourself and that moment in time when you blog, however the blog post stays there permanently. I can delete the fit-of-the-moment posts, but I believe the blog is for capturing all the snippets of my life, so, good or bad, the posts are here to stay.
I don't know if this is the case, but I hope people can be less judgemental on things. I have said many, many, many times, and I don't think people will ever get it. Blogging captures the peaks and troughs of life, instead of the root-mean-square. If the latest blog post is emo, it doesn't mean that your latest feeling is emo! It captures that particular point in time, and that particular feeling you have then. Why don't people get it?
After the rant, life still goes on, and the problem still remains. You're back to normal when you're doing your normal stuff, and you're not normal only when you start to ponder again.
If you hated the way he judged you beforehand, don't judge other people the way he judged you.
I've been told and told others before: People don't judge people, only God judges us.
Anyway, that was a really classic expression. So classic until I felt like I was the biggest villian in the whole world. So classic until I've changed my perspective totally. So classic until the level of respect from me is dropping towards the vice versa.
When you're judged, you can't help but judge back.
I welcome constructive comments on the CONTENT of my rants, but unconstructive comments seriously only make me feel that my right to blog about what I want to blog about has been compromised.
Ok for those who are unaware, THIS IS A RANT.
Rant over.
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