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Monday, May 10, 2010
I have an announcement to make. Today, for the first time since I began blogging in 2007, I removed all the blog counters from my blog, and I deleted my Nuffnang account. It’s not just the fact that they’re pointless – that anyone can refresh the page and make it look like there were two visits instead of one. It’s also the fact that they put pressure on me to blog. The OMG blog stats dropping better make up for it feeling. However the truth is it’s been getting hard to write anything that feels truly sincere, something that isn’t written in the hope that somebody will see it and, more importantly, be impressed. And you know what happens when you try too hard: it usually falls flat. I have always loved writing, and after years of doing it I think blogging is one of the forms of prose that are most difficult to create. This is why I ardently follow wordy blogs and I take time to read them, even though they lack pictures. I truly admire people who can blog well. I’m not just talking about pinkpau; there are plenty of people I know personally whose blogs I think are awesome, and I follow them on a daily basis. Seeing that they’ve updated their blogs can make my day! One day if I have the guts, I’ll tell you who they are. :) But I digress – let’s get back to the topic of blogging and what makes it so hard. Essentially every post is a little bit about myself, flaws and all. Even a simple post about a day out can reveal important facets of myself, primarily the way I see the world. And God knows it can be so hard to be completely honest. I don’t mean that I misconstrue the facts; I’m talking about the way I express and purvey those facts. We’ve all tried putting on different personas to make ourselves seem like marginally more interesting people. I can fake my way through school essays, news articles and other pieces of the written word. But to me, blogging requires as much care as writing a personal statement. Okay, maybe not AS much! But like a personal statement, blogging requires me to talk freely about myself, to express myself in a manner that’s simultaneously interesting, coherent and reflects the person I am, because it’s about me. And I strongly believe that writing styles reflect the writer’s maturity. Putting blog counters just increases the pressure to write something well, and that of course has an inverse effect on the quality of the writing. I don’t know if you get what I’m trying to say, but it seems wrong to hinge so much importance on something that should inherently be me, because that’s immature and therefore contradictory. In real life, I don’t think through every action twenty times before I perform it, and I don’t (always) do things for the sake of attention; and I believe the same should apply to blogging. From now on, I’m going to write for me. I don’t give two hoots about how many hits a day I get anymore. There won’t be any more why aren’t my stats going up? ): nonsense. And if you really like/dislike something, you can tell me yourself in the chatbox! (I’m keeping the cbox because this blog template doesn’t allow comments; and I do like to be told in words that I did something well. *TAKE A HINT, READERS!*) Okay, so you saw the word “announcement” up there and what I’ve written here is very potong steam. But this is important to me. I tentatively remind you – I don’t like to do this; who likes reminding people of their own flaws? – that there are some days when I overreact to the things people say or do around me. There are some days when I forget to not let myself be defined by things around me: appearances, acquaintances, scholarships or blog stats. There are just some days I forget to live unbuttoned. This is just another way I’m reminding myself to remember. 
This blog post was refreshingly honest. I have not felt this good about blogging in a very long time! :D On a completely unrelated note, congratulations to Chelsea for winning the Premier League! :) I’m a Liverpool supporter but I can still concede that we’re losing out and they deserve the win. Anything but Man United. Labels: Musings
INTRODUCING
Name: Louise
13 April 1992
You can only call me Lulu if you don’t think the name’s funny.
I am a member of the Smiley Conspiracy and a proud ex-CHS-ian, graduating class of 2009. Now doing A-Levels at HELP University College. Is proudly Malaysian, but doesn’t look like it and is proud of that too.
This is the 7th time I am editing this about section of the blog this year; I have sort of accepted that my personality is ever-evolving, ever-changing, therefore rendering my moods as volatile as the weather. But just as there are some things that have stood untouched across the centuries by harsh weather, so there are some things with me that remain ever the same: a belief that to live is to learn, and the ability to bounce back from setbacks.
What I love also remains constant. I love good food, dancing, fresh experiences, open minds and friendly people, all of which can be found in the wonderful wonderful city that is Istanbul. I love musicals, plays, good books, stickers, owls, colourful wrapping paper, hugs and kisses, chocolates, almost any music from the 17th to the 21st century, intense debates and post-it notes.
Fictional characters I have been compared to (in terms of personality) are Piglet from Winnie The Pooh and Kelsi from High School Musical.
I dream of finishing this list [29/8/2010: list is undergoing revamp!], and my secret ambition is to become a hairdresser or bartender. Unfortunately I’m also incredibly kiasu, so I’m going to go to university just to show everyone that I can. But want to go to uni also because I love learning lah!
Words that describe me are impulsive, impetuous, quixotic, sanguine, quirky, bewildered, kiasu and hodgepodge. The last one also refers to my sense of fashion.
*GRINS* :D
Unbuttoned.
Monday, May 10, 2010
I have an announcement to make. Today, for the first time since I began blogging in 2007, I removed all the blog counters from my blog, and I deleted my Nuffnang account. It’s not just the fact that they’re pointless – that anyone can refresh the page and make it look like there were two visits instead of one. It’s also the fact that they put pressure on me to blog. The OMG blog stats dropping better make up for it feeling. However the truth is it’s been getting hard to write anything that feels truly sincere, something that isn’t written in the hope that somebody will see it and, more importantly, be impressed. And you know what happens when you try too hard: it usually falls flat. I have always loved writing, and after years of doing it I think blogging is one of the forms of prose that are most difficult to create. This is why I ardently follow wordy blogs and I take time to read them, even though they lack pictures. I truly admire people who can blog well. I’m not just talking about pinkpau; there are plenty of people I know personally whose blogs I think are awesome, and I follow them on a daily basis. Seeing that they’ve updated their blogs can make my day! One day if I have the guts, I’ll tell you who they are. :) But I digress – let’s get back to the topic of blogging and what makes it so hard. Essentially every post is a little bit about myself, flaws and all. Even a simple post about a day out can reveal important facets of myself, primarily the way I see the world. And God knows it can be so hard to be completely honest. I don’t mean that I misconstrue the facts; I’m talking about the way I express and purvey those facts. We’ve all tried putting on different personas to make ourselves seem like marginally more interesting people. I can fake my way through school essays, news articles and other pieces of the written word. But to me, blogging requires as much care as writing a personal statement. Okay, maybe not AS much! But like a personal statement, blogging requires me to talk freely about myself, to express myself in a manner that’s simultaneously interesting, coherent and reflects the person I am, because it’s about me. And I strongly believe that writing styles reflect the writer’s maturity. Putting blog counters just increases the pressure to write something well, and that of course has an inverse effect on the quality of the writing. I don’t know if you get what I’m trying to say, but it seems wrong to hinge so much importance on something that should inherently be me, because that’s immature and therefore contradictory. In real life, I don’t think through every action twenty times before I perform it, and I don’t (always) do things for the sake of attention; and I believe the same should apply to blogging. From now on, I’m going to write for me. I don’t give two hoots about how many hits a day I get anymore. There won’t be any more why aren’t my stats going up? ): nonsense. And if you really like/dislike something, you can tell me yourself in the chatbox! (I’m keeping the cbox because this blog template doesn’t allow comments; and I do like to be told in words that I did something well. *TAKE A HINT, READERS!*) Okay, so you saw the word “announcement” up there and what I’ve written here is very potong steam. But this is important to me. I tentatively remind you – I don’t like to do this; who likes reminding people of their own flaws? – that there are some days when I overreact to the things people say or do around me. There are some days when I forget to not let myself be defined by things around me: appearances, acquaintances, scholarships or blog stats. There are just some days I forget to live unbuttoned. This is just another way I’m reminding myself to remember.
This blog post was refreshingly honest. I have not felt this good about blogging in a very long time! :D On a completely unrelated note, congratulations to Chelsea for winning the Premier League! :) I’m a Liverpool supporter but I can still concede that we’re losing out and they deserve the win. Anything but Man United. Labels: Musings
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