Technically...I'm a blog virgin

Yes, I believe I am…and what’s wrong with that? We always have to start somewhere right? Mickey Arroyo started doing those pathetic action movies before he became Congressman of Pampanga. So does Mark Anthony, he started from little puffs before becoming a full-blown hopeless drug addict. He’ll be jumping out of his condominium in no time, donate his eye and become an inspiration to every young fan. Yes, I’m drifting too much.

Some people say blogging isn’t my thing….that I still have a lot to know. Like I said above, I have to start somewhere, and I hope I started it well enough that you would still read every little word I say even if it annoys you.

Some bloggers write about what they feel at the moment.

Me? I feel itchy.

Some bloggers complain about how their life sucks.

Well, I have no reason to disagree. Their lives really suck.
I’m grateful that these “blogs” save them somehow from committing suicide.

Some bloggers even share a blog to their best friends. Like the “Fine Guys” blog where three guys share tips on grooming.

Well, that’s the gayest thing I’ve seen on the internet.

Some bloggers write about things that they have failed to say (in one point or another) to a person.

Me? Let me think. Well, I’ve met Ethel Booba once having dinner with his boyfriend at Cravings-Galleria. I forgot to say that she’s an ugly whore.


So there. I think I could blog enough.