Being Spotted

I love blogging, and in a way its ‘therapeutic’ for me.

Not wanting to sound ape shite about it, blogging lets me pen my thoughts for which I don’t often share with other people … not enough that is from friends’ feedback.

Well that’s what other people say lah, but hey that’s me.

That’s how I function.

I like to keep things to myself. I’m a great listener but totally bad at sharing my stuff. Others have commented I’m too closed-up with an iron-clad undies up my ass.

Well maybe to a certain extend they’re right … so I took up blogging, as this writing shite has made me reveal and shared my inner most thoughts; most of time pretty zany as you might noticed … Don’t you dare say ‘Horny’!!

But the thing about blogging, I don’t like the other stuff that goes along with it.

I feel as though at times when I’m out on the street, I get more shares of stares than before. At times I’ll bumped into people who approaches me and asked if I’m Uncle Sha … that’s my online pseudonym. Yeah sounds oldie goldie, but unfortunately 007 was taken.

I don’t mind the attention, I can be friendly and courteous if needed, but I’m the type who likes to be low profile and be behind the scenes type.

But you’ll ask why blog in the first place right, and why not opt to blog anonymously.

Hmm valid question.

The first has been answered earlier, and the second one, I think blogging anonymously is kinda for people with chicken-shite mentality. With no identity to represent themselves, what’s the point of blogging.

You’re blogging about yourself, your emoing, your whining, yada yada yada.

I would like to put a face to that, than some anonymous fella with a corny trying-to-be-chim online pseudonym.

So next time you spot me in the street, look away and act sotong or buat bodoh ok … thankieu