There was a time when I chose to seek fame through blogging. Fame and blogs don’t seem like things that would actually go together. In fact, they’re the worst combination ever, but well-known celebrity bloggers like Kenny, Xia Xue and several other icons, so to speak, are all testaments of talent meeting opportunity. Write an excellent article and the next thing you know, you’re surrounded by girls (or even guys, whatever floats your boat), getting invites to exclusive events, endorsing products and living the life. If there IS a life.

I had my fair share of fame. It was not a big deal, but well, people talked about it. I joined a competition and won. Next thing I knew, I was known among the bloggers in Kuching as “the guy who wrote about Pizza Junction”. My stats were at an all time high. Receiving up to 20-25 comments for each post. I was on a roll. For a second, I thought this would grow to be something bigger, but as it turns out, it was my peak. As they say, what goes up, must come down.

The rest, is history. I got bored, then I denied all public access to my blog, shutting it down for good. But I decided to give blogging a second chance. I started this blog, but still, I found it hard to maintain. I had no motivation.

It was then, a friend of mine made me realize that I threw away something that was, in essence, a large part of me. It was the thing that kept me rooted all this while. Not blogging, but expressing myself. Releasing all the hidden thoughts that would not come out in simple conversations.

He said that I was the best blogger in Kuching. He also said I knew how to write and that was a quality not many has been blessed with. I did write about his Laser Tag Battle Station in one of my older posts (speaking of which, I’ll write about his new go-kart place soon) but still, I was amused. I also found that very funny because compared to all the other bloggers, who am I? I can barely compete in terms of the daily visitor count. Then again, it’s never about the number of visitors is it?

Here I am again, typing an entry, one word at a time. Trying to keep myself rooted.

Staying in control.

Mr. Calvin, if you’re reading this, I thank you for those words.