♣ These are why my blog keeps surviving.

First, blogwalking. Everytime I connect to internet, I open Twitter, check some updates from Twitter users. Since HelloGiggles launched, I find many Twitter users who are attractive enough to be followed. And because it is HelloGiggles, the "many Twitter users who attractive enough to be followed"" are mostly blogger. From one blogger, I can suddenly be at another blogger's blog by clicking their link list. Compare this to before Twitter exists, I only blogwalking through friends blog.

Actually, there are many websites like HelloGiggles. But I'm never interested to websites like this before. The plausible reason is maybe because my favorite musician, Zooey Deschanel, is HelloGiggles co-founder.

Second, stealing template ideas. The first thing I value from bloggers blog is their templates. I love simple, minimalist, and low-bandwidth friendly blog (or website). If blogger has template like this, I may keep visiting their blog ... Then stealing it! I may steal its element ideas. I may steal its colour ideas. I may steal its layout ideas. Only ideas, not going to be exactly the same with the original blog.

Many beauty and fashion blogs have simple and minimalist template. Unfortunately, these blogs usually are not low-bandwidth friendly. These blogs need minutes to be loaded, which makes me down. My internet is low bandwidth so goodbye beauty and fashion blogs!

Third, stealing blogging ideas. This is how it works: open blog (with blogwalking intention, lets being innocence) - read - if you're lucky you're going to find a nice topic for you and you can make your own blog post with that topic. For example, I read It's a really good thing I'm not single then I make "It's a really good thing I'm not single". Both have almost the same topic but different indeed.

♣ Do you still remember me? As I still remember you.

I always think that I am the one who will never forget my old friends. The one who will be not able to see old friends going too far. The one who will try to keep communicating with old friends although we're separated miles away. And I'm sure that's true.

I was at somewhere which seems like a school. There's so many friends there. We played, giggled, made jokes, etc. Then someone who then I recognize as my old friend (probably the one and only old friend among unknown new friends) did something (that I forgot) that pleased us. We were happy indeed. It's like an unpredictable free class. After a while, he toke our attention. He made a speech and told us about his departure to somewhere. Then I cried. I toke my bag and left. I didn't listen his rest of the speech. When he told about his departure, it was enough for me, no need to listen him anymore.

I went to parking area and he suddenly was there. He smiled and put a pin on my t-shirt. I asked him a rhetorical and sarcasm question, "So you don't forget me?". He smiled and said, "No, of course!" My last night dream was beautiful. Today, I found myself woke up with tears.

The things I try to tell (since I've deleted a good paragraph that is nicely out of topic) :

1. I love my friends.

2. I would be glad to get back my childhood and spend some times with them.

3. (That's because ... ) Times get so hard and have changed myself to be a shy person. I'm no longer easy-to-be-chat-friend-person now.

4. I love my friends.