Why I am PinocchioEveryone knows about the story of Pinocchio. The wooden doll whose nose grows long and long as he lie and lie. Now, let's get rid of that growing nose thing, and the fact that Pinocchio isnt even a living thing, and we have ourselves a lying bastard. Pinocchio is just a nice way of phrasing it. If you do not know who or what is Pinocchio, well...you must have a very sad childhood.This blog is essentially a haven for unnecessary rubbish, all tied up together to form a somewhat coherent piece of information that hungry scavengers fumble over for. But first, let's talk about why people even bother to read blogs. I have a theory that people only read blogs of people whom they are either close friends or good friends with, they are interested in, or are just plain bored. The first group of people would read blogs of their good friends occasionally, visiting it when either they are plain bored (which changes them to the third group of people), or they just suddenly thought of visiting. The second group of people are the passive stalkers, stalking in the way that doesnt intrude in the privacy of the person they are interested in, constantly refreshing a blog in hope that an entry would give them a hint or that they might be mentioned in that post. (Even though they would never be talked about, given the circumstances. So it is pretty much futile. But that doesnt stop them from trying anyway). Now the third group of people just have too much time in their hands, and they live to well, pass their time. So they blog surf, read random blogs and pretty much waste their time visiting vapid dull blogs about people who ate a sandwich for lunch and saw a gay couple making out in the train etc etc. Now, why do people even have blogs anyways? You either have one cause you have alot of things to say, it is the "in" thing then, and you couldnt bear not to constantly update since you have already posted 500 posts in the past few years, or you really have a purpose that you want to fufill and you are out to fufill that person. For the first group of people, you will constantly blog about what happened in your lives, and you will use the blog as a platform for you to say things that you have kept inside yourself for a very long time. For the second group of people, their blogs are rarely updated. They update with cases where they talk about the types of sandwich that they have eaten, or even post up pictures of random scenery that they have taken etc etc. (In essence, the second group of blogs probably make up most of the blogsphere, where there are tons and tons of personal and dull boring blogs out there. You dont believe me, go to any links in a secondary school kids blog, and essentially they will talk either about their day or well, they will be emo) And for the third group of people, i respect you utterly. At least you are doing something with the blog, unlike this sad case of a blog here. If you don't know what group you fall into, drop a comment, and i will be there to consult you on your errant ways. For your information, i am in group 1.1 Which brings us to the topic at hand. Since it has been established that i am in group 1 of the blogsphere, my posts are usually cryptic, and very random. They tend to follow a certain pattern: Late night posting, random comments, even nonsensical ones like that dumb study king blog post. (That was a very bad and cheesy post which i totally regret but at least some people played along and one even called himself a study god. I wonder how his results would fare). It will now also have been established that blogs are usually read by the 3 groups of people. And if i have good friends with links to this blog, i must soon start to exercise some form of self censorship, lest i start to offend them with person post. Which slowly becomes a constant. So essentially, this blog is a lie. So if i suddenly have an entry that says that i am the king of the jungle, you know i am lying and probably referring to something which you will have absolutely no possibility of knowing. Or if i have an entry that profess my love for an empty space (i almost had that entry published, only to find it utterly pathetic), or maybe an entry with a song lyric, you know that deep down, i am lying lying lying. When will the truth be published? When this situations occur:
Justin ranted at 6:51:00 am on the |