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Why me Blogging?

*Blogging is a lifestyle, not career*

basically its all because i love to write. i could write and write and do rambles all the time. especially that i am not a person who talks a lot. ( that is why i love hang out with people who talk... i am a boring type) i dun talk much. i let my fingers do the talking. anyway, blogging is something i always love since i know what blog means. and its not long to actually grow fond of it. my first blog was this http://lalena2.blogspot.com/ huhu pretty stupid. it was set up by some guy i was into ( even tho now I thought of it and couldnt believe it myself haha i was such a dork ) then I had my hushgirl@xanga. its no longer here. deleted.. but anyway.. xanga was quite hip at that time and i found a lot of cyber fwens. n yes, my xanga was not bad. but being me.. i dun really like spotlight.. i dun like people to read my content.. no no... i dun mind if people reading my blog. i just dun wanna to know :D so to get things hush and low, i was back to blogger and had my hushgirl@blogspot. must i said, it went famous after a while. my friends started to have their own and we started this blogring. it was the time of my life. i just love it. still can remember the blog layout.. the blue background and .. sheesh.. memories. when i broke up with my man, i just couldnt blog again.. esp with little posts blogged by him. those were precious.. after few years then i started miszroxy@blogspot, mainly for my forumers clan. it was ok. quite popular too since most of the forumers got their blogs and stuff... until i feel like the need to write about emo and more personal stuff, one fine night i had fight with asree and that was it, i deleted all the blog posts on my hushgirl@blogspot and this is the new version of me. but i never thought the same person would come back. hmmm... when will i heal? when? when? when? anyway. yea ok about the blog.. i just love blogging. i just love to ramble. i love to share my pics on my blog and the stuff i like / dream of. its my little playground. this blog has its own loyal reader. silent readers.. people who know me or not knowing me. but i know my readers. thanks for coming. i hope ure a fan of abc. nabil was my blog visitor too. one day i caught him googling 'amylia hushgirl blog' and the IP was from JB. well who else know about my nickname and from jb. sheesh... he didnt denied though.. but he said he didnt read, he just checked out the pictures :D good for you. of course, nobody want to read my ramblings. nobody.  so, do you think you can know a person very well by their blog? i love to blog walking sometimes ( yes the www gives a world a smaller place - i got to know what my bro cousin did in the college .. haha found his college mate blog. and of course, you may know sometimes u never want to know by blog too.. finding your ex's wedding pictures for instance. well just to say ) i used to love this blog, cuz to me the blogger was attractive and her lifestyle was superb and she is a good writer as well... but but BUT, since Nuffnang ever existed, her blog became this magazine which talked about how to love your body but putting some slimming course ad. how pathetic. just imagine.. you love to blog. u blog almost about everything and some businessman got your blog as the cyber billboard. and you have to do blog post of advertorial stuff. how lame is that.
now - "i love milk. but i only drink dutch n lady"
then - "marigold is having a new flavour for their milk. banana!! surely i go bananas with this flava" - $$$$$

bah!

i dunno whats the point of this post. but i found out somebody got into my blogger account and wtf. what r u planning to do, you rascal! shutting down now. i feel stupid



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