• Sunday, June 29th, 2008
• Monday, June 23rd, 2008
• Friday, June 20th, 2008
Before this website, there was Livejournal…
It was in late 1999 when my brother introduced me to the Internet. He was an engineer in an ISP company and would always bring home his IBM laptop to work on weekends. Micro sd was not a big thing then, but using a laptop was. The first thing he taught me was to sign up for an email account in Yahoo which I still use until now as a YM ID, too. Then he taught me to chat using mIRC.
I think he did regret teaching me to access mIRC. For the next two years that followed, I was completely, and insanely, addicted to it. Eyeball parties were huge back then. You bet, I did attend them. One of the few benefits it had was meeting people who were passionate about writing. They were actually the ones who introduced me to blogging.
The first free blogging platform I used was Livejournal. That’s where I practiced and developed my writing skills. It’s self-publishing, therefore, it gives you freedom to write down everything you want without getting attacked nor scrutinized.
My Livejournal is turning 7 in October this year. Reading through my LJ archives brought back lots of happy and sad memories of people I’ve met along the way and lost, the endless ponderings and musings and the decisions I made which morphed me into something you would both love and hate. (I don’t know what it is so go figure.) I did open a number of accounts at Blogger and Multiply but I discontinued them. Livejournal remains dearest to me. You know why? I have friends there who made my stay worthwhile.
What’s your story?
• Thursday, June 19th, 2008
• Saturday, June 14th, 2008
It is going to be Father’s Day a few hours from now.
I no longer have a father, but I do still feel and share the joy others have whenever the occasion comes. It warms the heart to know that once upon a time I had a father who made me feel safe from a hostile world. Dad wasn’t perfect. But today, I realized there a lot of things I should really be thanking him for. He taught us to live and stand on our own two feet. We’re better persons now than we were before. I know he is out there smiling down on us.
This Father’s Day, show dad your love. Take him to his favorite restaurant. Send him a card. Buy him one of those Festina watches. But then, living your dreams is the best gift you can give your dad. Go make him proud.
To Kleng-Kleng: I know you’re reading. Happy FATHER’S day. Pun intended. *winks* Hehe.