Tuesday, December 13, 2005 - bla blee blooooo : truth be told, i was right in the middle of blogging when i decided to use the spell check button. then, my internet explorer decided to block the pop-up window to annoy me.

so, i clicked on the bar that allows the pop-up to appear. in a few moments time, i realised that the page needed to reload to allow the pop-up. so, in my haste, i clicked the 'back' button to STOP the reloading.

only to find that i landed myself OUT of the page where i was typing my entry.

and it was then i knew all that typing was for nothing. because blogspot doesn't bother to REMEMBER what you typed should you leave the page.

i hate you blogspot.

anyhow, lets move on to less mundane matters and into the mental and the mentalist.

in all of my blog surfing, i have come to a stunning (or perhaps not so stunning) conclusion.

We are what we blog about!

"Duh."

some of you say. but really. no matter how much you smoke, how much you fiction, how much you bull manure, how much you crap, how much you whine or scream or rant or rave, you really are what you blog about.

you can create an entry that is ENTIRELY fictitious, but it is still impossible to escape who you are in what you write, because part of you goes into that work of bullshitting literature.

in fact, the author's life is practically laid bare to the reader.

just a few moments ago, i was moving from blog to blog belonging to friends from my church, and i realised something in common.

all of them talked about God, Jesus, and their spiritual life.

for some (or most of you), you would roll your eyes to the point they get jammed in their sockets, and then proceed to mutter things like "so fake...." and "so HYPOCRITICAL" in your head.

well, based on my observation, its actually very true.... that they love God and are living for God.

seriously. and when you go to the blogs of other people who are living for themselves, they blog about practically everything under the sun. literally everything.

from frying lizards with sparklers, screeching children in trains, the size of the moon; all these, and even how to measure penises.

and then its here that we begin to realise that something is not quite right, and something doesn't really add up.

Why do these people who believe in God and Jesus talk ONLY about God and Jesus day in day out, while others talk about mundane stuff with vulgarities peppered generously in every entry?

Why do these people not wallow in self-pity and go "i really feel like dying now", but instead say "God, give me the strength to get through this"?

Why do these people give thanks to God even in bad times and forgive those who offended them in that day?

pretty good questions, wouldn't you say?

so my final conclusion is this.

Whatever you blog about, however you blog it, whether it is fact or fiction, raving or ranting, blasting or flaming, a part of you goes into that entry.

you can lie, you can fake, you can smoke, you can exaggerate, but you cannot deny the person that is in that entry, and that person is who you are, and what you do.

to put it simply, the entire entry can be a lie, an epitome of hypocrisy, a travesty of all that is common sensical, but the fragment of the author that comes along with that entry, cannot be denied, and cannot be ignored.

You are what you blog.

And there's no way in the WORLD you can escape from who you are, and what others will see in you.

For your whole life is laid bare before those who read it.

C.K blogged at 6:05 AM