User-agent: * Disallow: / User-agent: * Disallow: / Where I Kiss My Childhood Goodbye
Friday, December 24, 2004

reading one of me friends' blog. first off, i must come clean right off the bat that the guy is one goddamned good writer. i am here to debate his point on the "private" web blog.

"a pointlessly private condradicting web log. if i may go off on tangent ( a word of the cursed one) i find the entire concept of a "blog" useless and contradicting. it is a public journal, a private account of your most inatmte feelings displaied upon the vulgar slab of "the net'. we publish our souls for the world to see but try in vain to keep it confidential. it is most ubsurd."

well, to a certain degree, i must say. he does have a point. its really a waste of time trying to make an internet site private. but the whole point is, among the billions of sites out there, no one would pay attention to the one that contains what i feel each day, unless of course, you've taken a fancy to learning the innermost thoughts of the "blogger". and it is virtuelly impossible to come across a particular blog unless you are searching for it intentionally or typed in the most important keywords. so if anyone has any conscience at all as to not invade da privacy of an emotional 13 year old, they would not go around looking for a blog. for anyone that chanced upon a particular blog of interest, i have no objections, but to dig for someone elses' blog without permission is just vulgar behaviour and i sincerely hope anyone that is reading this now did not come across this site by unrightful ways. thus, if everyone has a heart and respect one another, blog sites CAN still prove to be private...

i hate to say this, but may anyone who found this site by means that should bring shame to the reader, be cursed for all eternity in repay for your violation of my personal privacy.

and so ends my babble on the privacy of blogs.



Throwing you kisses @ 2:52 PM

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Dorcy
Call me Dorce, Dolce, Xi
Im simple
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Im dumb
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Im conceited
Im self-aware
Im crazy
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Im loud
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Im unfeeling
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Im messy
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Im everything I love
Im everything I hate.




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