do i really have to put a title here?

Gone were the days when I would blog once to twice a week. Then, every time there seemed to be an exciting thing or even a mere realization of my mundane existence, I blogged. Every time I felt there was an achievement, or whetehr there was a suddern attack of anxiety or underachievement, I blogged. Every time there was  something I feel worth writing or just worth sharing for sharing sake, I blogged.

Now, I don’t know. Blogging lately seems to be a rite of passage of a month. Oh new month, I better blog to keep my site updated. I don’t know what lead to this but I remember there was a when that I said if I was just to blog about rants about work, sudden low self-esteem attacks, nega-what-have-you’s, I better not blog at all. But then what is to write about. If I just write all about the good stuff, the likelihood of my blogging will be low and my readers would feel that they are just reading some quarter-life fairytales. That would make me a predictable storyteller (read: boring). Oh well, I miss blogging! I miss the days when there are aha’s in my day. Eureka! This is a blog-worthy experience!

A friend asked me why I want to keep my blog anonymous but my url obviously has my name on it.  I don’t know. I guess want to keep the privacy. Why blog then if I want to keep my privacy? Oh well, my blogging is the serious side of me that few people know and I want to keep it that way.

Also, my blog has no identity. I want it to have some. All the things I write are random things under the sun. I want to have a statement. Oh well writing alone about anything under the sun is hard for me lately, how much more for a “statement writing”? Until the bloga (blogging goddess) bestows me some blogging spirit, I shall think of better things to write. Have a great December blogsy friends!