Dear blogger,

Your last night’s nasi lemak does not fascinate me. Neither does your birthday dinner at La Bodega, though I must admit the food shots are great and reminded me of how broke I am. I could only admire your dinner on internet.

Your blog entry on your camp outing was pointless to me. I don’t know that chap who was acting silly with the eggs. I don’t know that girl whose loud fart woke the entire world.

Your shopping spree was silly. I could never understand why you have to spend that obscene kind of money on that pair of shoes. I mean, 2 weeks ago you just blogged about shopping at Vincci and posted those pictures on your xanga thing?

I got to say your rants on your boyfriend are stupid. If you had so much time to blog about it, why not spend more time with him and find a way to communicate? Stop that whining. If you like him so much, then find a way to resolve that nagging issue about him and his need to watch all Chelsea matches. (Though I have to say that the blog entry on your first kiss was very sweet.)

Dear blogger. You may not know me. I have been following all your blog entries closely. A stranger in cyberspace had found the key to wander around your life, scanning the people you meet, plowing through the thoughts you make. Does that freak you out or does that make you happy?

Yours truly,

The Voyeur.

(ps. bodonation guestblogging. Nick, hello.)

On this day in History..

• Riding Trains with Strangers..... - 2005
• Nick's travel update! - 2006
• Nick has gone...to Thailand - 2006
• Dead Duck - 2006
• exhibitionists go naked, a reply to voyeur. - 2006
• Live @ No Black Tie - 2007
• The Blond Guy :- Joke - 2007
• Curious George :- A Review - 2007
• Goodbye Office, Its been grand - 2008

Tags: GuestBlogger, Ramblings

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