numb
the kind of blogs that i like to read are not the exceedingly witty ones that poke fun at everyone and everything between heaven and earth; nor the deeply philosophical ones that hardly hint of the blogger's real life persona; and much less the ones that are roll-eye material, with their ever-changing fancies and enthusiasms and explicit descriptions of their daily activities in alternate caps typing.
the ones that really grip me, are those that are genuine in emotions and simple in prose. they tell of the blogger's inner struggles with the people and events in her world - seemingly ordinary but evoking understated empathy from all readers as the plight is easily identifiable with our own personal experiences. and if we're lucky, she might even throw in an occasional juicy bit about a hidden side of her that nobody knew before.
i appreciate sincerity, even in blogging, cos it is difficult to be completely oblivious to the presence of invisible readers who might judge and mock. albeit it is probably easier to be honest as an online persona than openly sharing one's more revealing thoughts in public a la Oprah Winfrey.
simplicity is key, too. sometimes, impressive vocabulary and meticulously-constructed sentences are nothing but clumsy embellishments, which may even shroud the true meaning of the writing and confuse the reader.
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today shall be spent it total idleness, leisurely reading through my basic theory booklet (of which will be tested this wednesday - how am i going to climb up those stairs), and eagerly awaiting Desperate Housewives at night.
inevitably, i'm burdened with the nagging pain in my foot, and the tightness that renders it almost immobile. someone please reassure me that a spreading bruise is not indicative of a much more serious injury.
sometimes i find it hard to draw the line between having complete faith in God's healing powers (without me having to worry or do anything about it), and being practical and seek medical help instead of waiting around.
the ones that really grip me, are those that are genuine in emotions and simple in prose. they tell of the blogger's inner struggles with the people and events in her world - seemingly ordinary but evoking understated empathy from all readers as the plight is easily identifiable with our own personal experiences. and if we're lucky, she might even throw in an occasional juicy bit about a hidden side of her that nobody knew before.
i appreciate sincerity, even in blogging, cos it is difficult to be completely oblivious to the presence of invisible readers who might judge and mock. albeit it is probably easier to be honest as an online persona than openly sharing one's more revealing thoughts in public a la Oprah Winfrey.
simplicity is key, too. sometimes, impressive vocabulary and meticulously-constructed sentences are nothing but clumsy embellishments, which may even shroud the true meaning of the writing and confuse the reader.
**
today shall be spent it total idleness, leisurely reading through my basic theory booklet (of which will be tested this wednesday - how am i going to climb up those stairs), and eagerly awaiting Desperate Housewives at night.
inevitably, i'm burdened with the nagging pain in my foot, and the tightness that renders it almost immobile. someone please reassure me that a spreading bruise is not indicative of a much more serious injury.
sometimes i find it hard to draw the line between having complete faith in God's healing powers (without me having to worry or do anything about it), and being practical and seek medical help instead of waiting around.
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