So this blog from so-long-ago came to my mind some time ago and I thought of how it was collecting dust at the back of my bookmark list and waiting for the Blogger Cyberpolice to make it vanish under the pretence of severe neglect. And today, in the little sliver of time I managed to squeeze out of nowhere (no actually, I need to be doing Moot Parliament research =) I typed in its now-unfamiliar URL and came to that really really dead page.
I clicked through to the archives and went to my very first post and started reading, and pretty soon I couldn't help it; Vico had to wait, sorry Tien Pan (: I realised how much this whole blog contained. Maybe not for you, my dear reader, but for me, as Arfan our awesome OBS instructor said of journals, as a powerful medium for reflection.
The beginnings of the blog smells of a little boy trying to fit in, starting the blog because all his friends were blogging, and blogging about the things that happened at school, and perking up the blog with all the awesomest skins and gadgets and widgets, and filling each post with the coolest smilies and SMS language.
There were the happy things and the difficult things.
Then the blog gets some semblance of depth and I began to reflect a little bit, once touching on how this whole blogging business could be just a facade, quoting from one SZ's blog on how because of you, my dear reader, the blogger needs to put on this facade, trying to put up a show in conforming to what everyone was doing instead of really trying to sort out our thoughts.
Now I realise how so many things would be better if I could look at them through time, and honestly look at myself through these times.
I really want to start blogging again because, doubtless, it is a amazing and natural way to look at ourselves as we go through time. But I want it to acquire some sort of purpose. Even now, as I write this, I need to choose my words carefully, because there are so many things you, my dear reader, can see differently.
I don't want to blog for the fact that everyone is doing it (not that anyone is nowadays) and that it is a cool thing. I want it to, as SZ said, be a way to sort out my thoughts, that is, ALL my thoughts, not the ones about school or whatever that would portray me as having a cool public life. I want to be able to think honestly and candidly about anything, and not feel choked by the restraint that such a public affair affords.
At the bottom of the matter, I want to be able to have a mature reflection of myself and be able to think through my life freely. This kind of journal is incredibly priceless in that matter, but not in its current form. It crucially needs to be private; or at least private whenever I need it to.
So firstly, I am moving this blog over to Wordpress, where you can password-protect posts whenever you want to. But do not think this is the major revolutionary modification being led up to. The shift in blogging platform is perhaps the most minor, insignificant change that is going to take place from today.
I am going to really put everything out into this blog, and make private whatever is so. It is going to be candid, honest, perhaps disturbing, but complete, with no necessity for restrain. It will not remotely be for any sort of conformity, and will not need to have an audience whatsoever, because it is candid reflection.
So it is a change that is more than necessary. I will import the previous posts into the new Wordpress blog, but just for keeping the past there. The importance is to make it different, and apart, from what I have done before. It is, as such, a good thing that the last post was a heavily disjointed five months ago.
And in the irony of ironies, I just realized that the previous post has just turned exactly five months old!












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