There are phases in blogging.
When I first started to blog, I would blab everything that had happened to me. I called that, the 13 – 19 year old era. I would snap pictures – pretty or ugly; does not matter and dump em in several posts. My whereabouts too will be captured and concluded in a post; in a time line. Hell yeah, I thought it was pretty fun to keep myself public!
Plus, the distance of my friends and I is another valid reason why I am so open virtually. I want them to know that I am happy, sad, mad or plain bored. In returns of doing so at least they are not left behind with my updates 
Then come the “Fara, you like your life to be exposed kan?” which I replied with a heavily, confident “NO, I don’t like it at all”
“Why all the pictures? All your everyday life is captured in an ala diary?”
I came to my senses back then, “Ok this has got to stop”
I declined slowly in blogging. I didn’t make it as a must to update. Pictures I have snapped, I just kept it to myself – safe and sound. I did come up with posts every now and then but to put pictures of me publicly – I reduced at instance.
From my ala diary blogging style, I am more of a manipulating the environments that I am in, capturing the events live and transferred it into words. Oh yes; most of the stuffs that I wrote was true 
But I refused to reveal the characters unless I know I would not hurt any souls hoho.
I enjoyed knowing people enjoying reading my blog! That’s the mountain-peak feeling ever in blogging haha.
When it comes to mood swinging, ahah. The part I like the best 
Do you know it is hard to pour emotions hoping people wouldn’t know whom one is referring to? At the same time it feels good to pour, let them know but please do not quote. It feels even better if to whom the post is meant to, the person knows! Or it it is just plain pouring emotions for the better world. Haha. Inner conflicts eh?
It is more of playing with the words, linking it here an there to come up with a simple, understandable and at the same time deep and meaningful.
And posting emo emo emo macam babi stuffs too makes one feel good. Eg. Me. Hahaha. Don’t you?
See. I’m doing the telling the whole world thingy regarding my thoughts now. (-__-”)
Sometimes between the months, the eagerness to post a photo which simply spells V-E-R-Y-H-A-P-P-Y pokes by. Of course the V-E-R-Y-H-A-P-P-Y photo flashes tadaaaaa my face and the V-E-R-Y-H-A-P-P-Y people with me
And what happen to the “this has got to stop” sayings? Haha.
See the inner conflict I am trying to say here.
Ah yes, regarding virtually. I want a privacy-virtually. Of course that wouldn’t happen in a million years. Don’t be part of the virtual chain if one wants privacy! Which of course, wouldn’t happen in a billion years as at the same time, I want to keep up with people.
Inner conflict lagi.
For whatever it is,
I enjoy reading blogs with pictures, eg. yours!
Who would even bother to read lines of word, eg. mine now.
Just some random thoughts that have been lurking in my mind for the past 2 days.
And this post in the “Discovering Fara” category. See, exposing myself lagi. Haha.
I must say, only bloggers know how it feels. Bluwek
Oh yes. Prepare for more V-E-R-Y-H-A-P-P-Y pictures anytime. lol!
It feels good to type em out and post it. Funny kan.
Toodles
Good day.
ps: I miss you I miss you
pps: haha. go figure!
