My blog

I often marveled at the way Xiaxue writes her blog, how she could be so intentionally infuriating at times and narcissistic at all other times, it’s almost as though she had to increase her ratings by making controversial statements on purpose.

Little inconspicuous me try to make my blog as neutral as possible while at the same time try my damnedest to still make it interesting. For awhile, I didn’t know who exactly was reading my blogs (all along I thought it was just you girls who kept bugging me to update our Europe trip but still check my blog regularly for updates surprising me and touching me no end everytime you comment on my latest entry right after I uploaded it) so I just wrote about the things we do together or silly stuff wk did so we could all laugh at her or about medicine stuff.

Then I realized that there are non-med fac friends reading my blog and that time yan also complained about not understanding what I was droning on and on about in most of my entries so I decided to lay off the med stuff and tried to make it interesting for her, blogging about mundane things like eating which everyone can relate to I guess, and I also tried to blog about the things the RZ bunch did and about people we all know.

Somebody, whose opinion I really respect, told me something about my blog that made me really think about what I wrote from the reader’s point of view. I just read through most of my blog entries and suddenly just felt very unenthusiastic about blogging. But blogging always gave me so much. I felt happier when I blog about happy things, less angry when I blog about infuriating things from a comical point of view and when I’m very bothered about something, I always felt better after writing it out of my system. Which is what I’m doing now I guess.

I know some of my friends may not feel very happy about seeing their names on my blog, Wk just told me that this afternoon in fact. I always thought they would find it amusing, I know I would, but I guess that’s just me having a narcissistic personality trait (yes, narcissistic shall be my favourite word from now on). If any of you are bothered by it, please do let me know ok, I promise I’ll take down all the entries.

Leo**rd told me he puked blood when he saw his name being mentioned in the same line as HO, I asked him if he wanted me to delete my lovely poem and he was man enough to say no, either that or he was too nice to ask, or he also has a narcissistic personality trait like me (sorry, I don’t think that’s likely at all, I just wanted to use that phrase again.)

Any other man would have puked blood AND have palpitations AND be so ANGRY he would hunt me down with a parang when he saw his photos splashed across my blog like that, but GH not only laughed it off he even complimented me on that entry. Haha thanks dude for still agreeing to be my friend.

Wk got mentioned in almost every single entry I wrote and didn’t really do anything about it except whined about it the next day. I don’t think she was offended (you know I can read you like a book dear so don’t deny it and try to make me guilty and wrangle a treat out of me) because she still very sweetly drop me off at mrt stations everytime I asked (ok I said that because I’m very grateful you saved me from a 30min walk today).

I realized now that all I’m doing is making use of the antics of the people around me everytime I blog. And I apologise if any of you ever felt mildly annoyed or even insulted.

Maybe I’ll just blog about inanimate objects from now on. Maybe I’ll just stop blogging altogether.