I used to secretly laugh at people who chat endlessly during my younger years. I have to admit, I never had the chance to chat (we didn't have internet then)- thus, in school certain groups would talk about their chats and being in a chat room the night before and being kicked out by the mods - I secretly laughed at them and think - don't they have a life? It was that time that the IRC chatrooms boomed, internet was still dial-up, ICQ was a big hit and well, friends were all hidden under a *nick* This is what an IRC chatroom looked like.. I guess I wasn't interested. Fast forward to now. I write. I blog. And in this blog, I have shared my thoughts on whatever things. I have written about my Panget, my feelings, my kids, my addiction to ballpens, my sorrows, my thoughts on things. I have shared part of who I am in this blog. I've read my fair share of blogs too! I have stalked blogs and secretly loved their ...
tales of whatever things (from food to travel to mommy things to anything under the sun!) from a passionate story teller.. it just goes on and on and on ..