#B

The second alphabet would be, the letter B. A letter with a significant meaning, that I have to admit because just a glimpse of that letter gives me a lot of feeling, with no closure. Alright, enough with that particular topic that will never end until God knows when. I supposed, the most appropriate topic for today is blogging. B for blogging. 

Just the notion of holding a solid blue ball pen with a fresh crisp paper is just exciting rather than typing on this flat screen, actually but if one has a passion for something, technology will not or at least, should not deter one from continuing to do what he or she loves. When you write on a piece of paper and you messed up, you can just crumple the paper up and throw it in the dustbin and even that, can give you some kind of a satisfaction but with this, just pressing the backspace or delete button, you're just erasing it. So, this is not about blogging huh?

What I am saying is, I turned to this blog because it's a rare occasion for me now to pen out my feelings, thoughts and emotions on paper properly because it's just not the common thing anymore. For almost half of my time daily is spent in front of the computer, might as well let it all go here. For me, I guess its great that blogging seems the most ideal place to let it all out but there's always a downside to it. People tend to assume that I am emotional all the time. I am not, not all the time. Sometimes, this blog serves a reminder because when I jot down the events that I have went through, I can remember back all the great and of course, the sad memories that I've been through but hey, that's a positive way for someone to grow up and be mature too.

Once, twice or more, I'll browse through my previous post and I'll go, "Why did I do that?" and I'll say to my present self, with more experience and knowledge now, you should have known better and not to let yourself do that or go through it again. It should be a lesson for my present self. Blogging taught me that, or perhaps, writing did. There are some awesome blogs that I follow and most of times, how I wish I could write as beautiful as them, more melancholic with an indirect story line. If people have to think and interpret your story, that I take that as good writing because you are able to make them think and ponder. 

Most of the times, I don't publish my writings because they are too private. I'd rather keep them at a safe place rather than being judged for being too open, too desperate or just too plain stupid. Maybe, one of these days, I'll post them one by one to spice up the blog a bit :P but one thing I have to bear in mind, this blog is for me express, not impress :)

Ps : I got a gorgeous graduation present from my Dad. I supposed its a way for him to tell me that he's proud of me for finishing my Degree. How I wish I could give him a First Class Degree of Accountancy but I guess it's too late now. How I wish I did study more because when I flip through one of previous entries in this blog, I did mention how lazy I am eventhough I know how badly my parents wanted that from me. If only.. but I guess I could repay all of my parents deeds in some other way. Perhaps by not failing my future ACCA paper. Let's hope I can. Anyway, thank you Papa for the present. I can never thank you enough <3