I am Here

I never expected to transfer. But I guess its time to move on and go to a differentt direction, and anyway it is bound to happen. I have been contemplating this for a long time and I must admit I kinda thought that this is so random and so abrupt but then again you have to sometimes take that great big leap and make a difference and feel changed, refreshed and somewhat charged.

No I am not talking about something really unusal here. I am just talking about the blog thingy.

I have been part of Multiply for the longest time. It had helped me a lot in so many ways: like my grand practice before taking the big English exam in order for me to work here in the land of Uncle Sam. It has been my passion when it comes to love-my outlet for heartaches and heartbreaks, my inconsistencies and my hypes, my so-called life.

I have met so many friends in Multiply, some of them I haven't actually met. I have found really great people there, from celebrities to people I can actually trust. And through there, I can express my feelings. What I really think and what I really feel: that I carry a big gun inside my pocket yet my voice is weak. That I was this person in constant search for the perfect pair of "tsinelas". My personal slippers. Someone who will walk along the beach with me. That kind of thing.

But now, maybe I will move on to something more important and significant. I do not know if people from here can actually read what I write, but now I could care less. Its more of self expression, and self gratification-the big obsession to the written word. I don't care if people will like it or not. I am here for the sole puprose of expressing myslef in a different light.

Maybe my Multiply days are over, but I will not actually say permanantly goodbye to that site. I will still visit it and comment back to the people who find time to say what they feel and think of my stories. And yes, Jon and Marcy will still be here. Their next big chapter.

I owe a lot to Multiply. It has made me into a somewhat book writer. I had some sort of following. I had so many inspirations there. It made me want to write and write and write forever. eventhough people think that its kinda stupid and lame. But in the end, it has to close and find its end. It was both happy and most of the time a sad place. And I hope I am done with that.

The Tsinelas guy had travelled far and it has come to this place. It will start anew.

I am not sure if I can have contacts here to say nice (and maybe some nasty) things about what I write. But as I have said, it doesn't matter to me anymore. And as they have told me, Multiply has been populated by virus. Both non-living and living virus. I don't mean to offend the Multiply folks but I have to go on this side now, I know that my laptop is safer here, I think that is for sure.

I just wish that this would be a beautiful change. I am excited.

And now, I write and I remain....