For the hundredth times.
Hye there.
I remembered the first time I started blogging when I was in Form 1. That was in 2005. The reason I blog then are for “here’s what I did this weekend” and “here’s some random stuff on my mind”. It's like a private diary but with pictures and videos where I can let my "creativity" (at that time) go wild. And other reason I blog at that time was to update my life to my sister who was studying in Australia. Blogging became a personal space that I share with a few of my closest friends, and we started to blog together. Honestly, I really enjoyed it. Even though reading my old blog makes me cringe at how childish and cheesy I was, I also love to be able to see how much I've changed, how wise I sometimes were, and the most important thing was, the fact that even how frustrated, mad, sad, depress and heartbroken I was before, I'm still here. Healed and content. Yes, I survived.
Why did I ever stop blogging? Blogging was my happy place. I guess it still is.
