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Neno's Award

I am bored to death! There. Finally got that out. But then I have always enjoyed observing myself through my own writing -- whether it's something I won't mind my son reading years later or it's something I, myself will fuss about afterwards. I guess I will. In most cases.

Loving and criticizing my own writing is one of my ideas of fun when not doing my day job.

So why do I love blogging?... I thought it was obvious, lol... (and I might raise half an eyebrow later over the phrase) It is my way of:

Connecting with my past - Those college paper editor days / That afternoon when I was offered a job to write for a newspaper, and I refused it; I didn't know where was my mind then. I was not taking drugs but I think my quick decision to not even give it a try was naive stupidity / That smile I allowed myself when an article I authored was published in a national women's magazine in the Philippines; and then years later I reread the manuscript and for the first time in my life I knew what it's like to implode with embarrassment at one's own writing style. Friends told me I was being hard on myself. Maybe I was; or maybe it was premature dementia. This is why I like history *wink*; not the numbers, just the gist.

Living with the present - Sometimes when the font of an entry is large, that's deliberate. One of my best friends-slash-occasional mortal enemy is reading my blog, and that's my mother (Hi Ma, you've always been thrilled by my offline notoriety, haven't you? lol). When she does, it saves me time telling family what I have been up to. I just hope some of my relatives will start blogging too so I don't have to keep wondering what's going on in their charmed lives. Outside family I appreciate the warmth of and friendly interaction with the people I meet online.

Having a glimpse of the future - Let's face it, life in the post-modern age is largely spent in cyberspace. I'll be watching which becomes more suitable for the human race as the years roll by: Technological determinism or the Inevitability thesis. I'm blogging while looking out which theory emerges with more impact.

This award:
* Seves as a dedication for those who love blogging activity and love to encourage friendships through blogging.
* Seeks the reasons why we all love blogging!
* Put the award in one post as soon as you receive it
* Don’t forget to mention the person who gives you the award.
* Answer the award’s question by writing the reason why you love blogging.
* Tag and distribute the award to as many people as you like.
* Don’t forget to notify the award receivers and put their links in your post.

Thanks, Genebei for passing this award to me :).


Genefaith said…
WOW!!! I love the way you shared to us why you love blogging! You express something I couldn't express..he..he..thanks sis for sharing this to us..
Genefaith said…
sabi ko na nga ba..WRITER ka kasi it's obvious the way you organize your thoughts and the choice of words/'s a blessing to know you
Hazel said…
now now genebei, you make me shy...:)
caryn said…
hi hazel ;-) i agree with most of the points you discussed. putting down thoughts make them more concrete; like having an actual account of things that happen to you. that's what makes blogging fun for me too ;-)
Hazel said…
hi caryn, i thought my old maid personality was blabbing about why all this blogging lol! "points discussed" is rather generous :)

thanks for dropping by.

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