Blogging...

Finally I gotten myself another blogsite. Crystaldewgems is slightly different from Afternoon High Tea. A.H.T is a collection of my own crappy poetry and lyrics to my favourite songs. In Crystaldewgems, one can see more of what's going on in my mind, in my heart regarding concurrent affairs. Juz my two cents worth I guess...
I like to write... Like to express myself. Sometimes, after a period of time, I would always go back to my past blogs and reread. It's good to reread what I had wrote. A kinda memory trail where I always end up bemused. Those emotions, those situations I had gotten myself into, those live and let die attitudes... I am such a crazy person... In a sense it's like getting in touch with the past.
Somehow my friends always have a couple of comments on what I write.
"Write something which will definitely grab attention."
"Something scandalous, something juicy..."
"Give the audience what they want!"
To that sense, I'm not from the paparazzi out to get a scope on anyone ( as if I care!) nor a attention whore wanting a 5 sec shot to fame.... By the way, how many people do actually bother to read other strangers' blogs?!
" That is why you must write about hot topics which will guranteed hits!"
" Money... ways to make money and sex!!! Yesss... I will read that!" (Geez....)
I don't want my blog site to be really congested with hits, I write coz I like to...

Moreover if I really know how to make money in a certain timeframe, I bet I would not be here, having this kinda conversation with my friends. I would be in sunny beaches of Maritius, chilling out with cooling peppermint drinks. Next stop would be jetting off to wonderful oh so romantic Paris and shop til I drop... Blogging?! Nah... who cares when I"m rich... Yeah if only I know to make money...
Plus the fact I have been single for nearly 2years,and only had 3 serious boyfriends in my whole lifetime, I don't think I qualified to talk about sex either. I detest romance novels... Steamy crap trash ain't my kinda thing.. Sorry to all those Sidney Sheldon fans but NO!!!!! That's not reality.
Call me a prude but making love is sacred. A personal experience, I can't imagine there's words to describe it....
" Like that.... There goes half of your readers, man!"
"No sex, no money, no hits..."
" Eeks so boring!!! No sex!!"
"I don't feel like reading too..."
Gotta defend myself now, being pelted with loud objections..
"I write what I like... Ain't none of your concern.."
"I wanna be your critic!"
"As a critic, I'm supposed to inflence you. And as a reader, I'm supposed to read what is the latest..."
" More money, more sex...."
"But but... I don't remember asking you guys to be my critcis...."
"We do it voluntary.... So more money topics and sex please..."
"......"



Guys, anyone know how to kill a guy and escape from the death sentence?! Am considering to finish off some blabbermouths in my life...