Rebooth and Rebirth

It has been ages that I would like to scream out onto this page and talk about nothing others than myself. Ain't blogging is about expressing your thoughts, freedom of speech and so forth. I was contemplating at first... but the urge the desire to share my thought with strangers are no longer bearable. It has been for almost 5 months since February this year, since I started posting at my sites. I would have considered myself a blogger or more appropriate a web administrator. But my sites is more of a noble ambition towards a 'dying tribe' I would say... it's kind of a career and along the way as usual I denied the existence of myself. The person in me. I'm as an individual minus whatever roles I'm playing. It's amazing that for the thousands of sites and blogs I 've reviewed and I've read, I could not help to smile at the stereotype of blog especially those belonged to married ladies of the Malay race. How they adore their family, home sweet home, hubbie and their recipes collections. It's just amazing or perhaps kind of irony that all these existence of blogging community was supposed to be a 'Second Life' game/platform for those of lonely hearts and dying of boredom in real life. Of course I am not jealous or envious towards these bloggers. If my real life is such an interesting place to live in, I would just twit. I wouldn't have any need to sit for hours infront of the screen and become passionate with the cybersphere. I felt so relieved. Talk to you again tomorrow. The following article is something I made months ago.