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    Saturday, December 25, 2004

    On Blogs

    This is only my second blog site. The first one was Xanga. Blogspot looks more sophisticated. So I abandoned Xanga. I am surprised to know that people actually take time to read my entries. Wow. Now I feel important. *lol*

    I just visited Marge's blogsite. I so envy her. Being the cyberbobo that I am, I wish I had more knowledge on how to manipulate the system...HTML and all that. I could hardly post a pic on my blogsite. Kasi naman si Lor-E walang tyagang turuan ako! Hehe, nanumbat! ;p~ I actually want to do a lot more thing...but that entails a lot of learning from the gurus. And neither I or the so-called gurus have the drive and time to do so. Hence, I'd have to do with this...

    This is so funny. When I was young, I hated diaries because either my Dad or my brother would read my writings. Now, I'm writing (errr typing) my thoughts for everyone to read. *blush* I'm really not a spotlight person...


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