Happy Birthday...
I wrote my first entry in this blog on the 6th February 2005.
A year had passed since.
Today, on a lazy Sunday, I decided to walk through memory lane.
I first got to know about the internet back in 1998. Yeah, I was a late bloomer. Back then, it was just for e-mail.
Then I learnt about MSN chatroom and Instant Messaging. I had online friends from all over the world. Even had a Hindustani friend who crooned the song Kuch Kuch Hota Hai over the phone for me. Yup, he called me up all the way from Mumbai.
I was also swept away with the IRC phenomena and chatting in yahoo chatrooms. I found Uncle Mann ( or famously known now as Pokku …. yeah, we went a looonnngggg way back….) in IRC. Despite everyone else calling him Pokku, I still fondly address him Uncle Mann. Dah terbiasa. He is responsible in introducing me to the blogging world.
But what actually motivate me to start blogging? I visited a few and was mesmerized by them. Blogging has become a way of expressing one’s idea. It is like reading journals, short stories. Some are funny and entertaining. Some are informative. And there is a level of intelligence that you can relate to. No more…. ‘asl please’, or ‘awak orang melayu, kenapa tak chat dalam bahasa melayu’ craps.
And it is also a good way to have a personal journal. A place to vent out those feelings trapped six feet under. A psychotherapy, without the psychiatrist laughing about your case over lunch and extorting you with exorbitant fees. Or just to note any memorable points in your life.
I have always loved language and literature. My favourite class was English especially when it came to Shakespeare. I even chose to be in the Arts stream after my SRP. But fate has it that I was offered Science boarding school. And I guess my life took a 360 degree turn after that.
In my line of work, due to the hectic schedules and work demands (and trouble between my IT un-savvy-ness and the forever problematic streamyx), it is difficult to keep up and be constant in my writings. But write I shall even if it is read only by me. It was meant for me in the beginning anyway.
A year had passed since.
Today, on a lazy Sunday, I decided to walk through memory lane.
I first got to know about the internet back in 1998. Yeah, I was a late bloomer. Back then, it was just for e-mail.
Then I learnt about MSN chatroom and Instant Messaging. I had online friends from all over the world. Even had a Hindustani friend who crooned the song Kuch Kuch Hota Hai over the phone for me. Yup, he called me up all the way from Mumbai.
I was also swept away with the IRC phenomena and chatting in yahoo chatrooms. I found Uncle Mann ( or famously known now as Pokku …. yeah, we went a looonnngggg way back….) in IRC. Despite everyone else calling him Pokku, I still fondly address him Uncle Mann. Dah terbiasa. He is responsible in introducing me to the blogging world.
But what actually motivate me to start blogging? I visited a few and was mesmerized by them. Blogging has become a way of expressing one’s idea. It is like reading journals, short stories. Some are funny and entertaining. Some are informative. And there is a level of intelligence that you can relate to. No more…. ‘asl please’, or ‘awak orang melayu, kenapa tak chat dalam bahasa melayu’ craps.
And it is also a good way to have a personal journal. A place to vent out those feelings trapped six feet under. A psychotherapy, without the psychiatrist laughing about your case over lunch and extorting you with exorbitant fees. Or just to note any memorable points in your life.
I have always loved language and literature. My favourite class was English especially when it came to Shakespeare. I even chose to be in the Arts stream after my SRP. But fate has it that I was offered Science boarding school. And I guess my life took a 360 degree turn after that.
In my line of work, due to the hectic schedules and work demands (and trouble between my IT un-savvy-ness and the forever problematic streamyx), it is difficult to keep up and be constant in my writings. But write I shall even if it is read only by me. It was meant for me in the beginning anyway.
Just me…
Happy 1 year Marina`s Eye…
posted by marina at 9:10 AM
epi bethde
aiseyyy, good thing you ended in ophthalmology and not something like mathematics.....despite the 360 degree turn which would mean that you'd be travelling in the same direction... only with more style...
Tenkiu.
More style?? Aiyoo... more like style makcik jual karipap tepi jalan je. Kekekekeke....
Keep up the good work wheel chair ramp for home