Blogging.

Why do I blog? There are actually only 2 people who takes the time to read my ramblings, one of them was actually someone who influenced me into blogging. I remember my first blog, it was at blurty. I mostly wrote about boys. Those who hurt me, those who play around with me and those who are simply good enough to remember and keep. It's much like my journals, countless, senseless volumes of heart break, breaking hearts and whining. It's all so shallow. Has my blog changed? Well it still has the occasional whines but at least you dont see it at every post.

I blog mostly when I'm conflicted. Like what someone (very special) always says "the inner monologue". Funny, I laugh at him because of it. But I also do that. I remember sitting in class asking myself what I wanted to do with my life. All sorts of things started to come to me:

1. A job overseas.
2. A business idea.
3. Another year at another culinary school.
4. Tyler Florence (*sigh*)
5. Rocco Di Spirito (*sizzle*)
6. Board exams for architecture.
7. Blah blah blah.

Endless. It was fockin' frustrating so I started writing it down. Sometimes it's just a rage of thoughts that I can't quite help but feel attacked, refer to previous entry vodka and grapejuice.

I endlessly contradict, praise, encourage myself, pep talk myself through the inner monologue. It wont be a surprise to see me mumbling to myself, deep in thought and staring blankly.