A blog is...

...An online diary. Now, I have been keeping a hardcopy/paper diary from the age of twelve. Since then, I've gone through 3 books and about 1500 pages (or more) from front to back. I still have them buried somewhere. And there's a reason why they're buried!

I was flipping through all of my 'hardcopy memory books' one day and I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest. As I turned each page, the pain became sharper and more unbearable. As I finished reading...I was already on the floor gasping for air. Yes, ladies and gentleman, I was suffering from an acute embarassment attack. (Am still getting the shivers thinking about it).

I was so shocked at my ignorance (a politically correct word for 'dumb*ss') that I practically used a staple gun and stapled my diary shut so that those whom trespass shall have a hard time opening the book (and so that I know when to take revenge if I find that there new staples in the book, or if the new staples don't match the holes of the old staples)

So then, I asked myself, why am I letting the rest of the world suffer with me (or laugh at me) by setting up this online diary? I guess I'm still learning my lesson. :P