Yesterday was my dad’s first time to run into my blog, much to my horror, he actually thought that I wrote some pretty interesting and funny stuff. He told me that I might actually make a good writer, mainly because he thinks all good writers are principally tormented souls. Hahaha… torment… yes… I kinda have a lot of that. But its positive torment, not exactly the negative, destructive type.
I’m a product of what my parents fondly call mushroom management… which basically consists off… keep them in the dark… and throw shit at them… and hope something edible comes out of the mess. Hehehehe… Really now, I’m a product of what Pinoy’s call sala sa init sala sa lamig… I was exposed to all the good things in life, but was also thoroughly balanced by the harsh realities of living in the
Truth is, I don’t really know where I am, my mom thinks I’m too tough, my dad thinks I’m too soft… I think I’m too fat! Hehehehe So really, I’ve been thinking about starting another blog, because aside from the fact that my parents have discovered this, I also want to talk about more architecturally-oriented things… most of what I’ve been writing about on this blog are really more on my psycho, sociological, cultural musings and not much on the torture in architorture. But then, I can’t seem to rip one side from the other, they feel too intertwined, too integrated together.
So, to my “non-archi” friends… excuse me when I start writing about my dear profession, nonetheless, please do put up with the archi posts… I’m sure you’ll pick something new…
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