My Awesomest Nuffnang Story

Now, please don on your pajamas/sexy lingerie/whatever that is you wear to sleep coz Imma tell you one of the most awesomest bed-time story you’ve ever heard.

Once upon a time when iPhones were still nonexistent and iPads were thought to be sanitary napkins, a blog with a peculiarly green layout was brought to this world. It was a mystical and magical moment that shook the blogging world. That blog was destined to make it big in the fames and fortunes of Blogllywood. That blog was called Vincent’s Philosophy.

The end. Go to sleep. Teehee.

Okay, seriously lah. This is a post dedicated to both Nuffnang and my blog. 3 years ago, I gave birth to this very blog (don’t ask me if I did it naturally or through Caesarean, please). Basically, I started a blog simply because everyone else had one and I am very the damned kiasu. It also played a role as a platform for me to write totally random stuffs that has no contribution towards mankind whatsoever.

Come to think of it, this blog still played a role as a platform for me to write totally random stuffs that has no contribution towards mankind. Meh.

After a good few months of running vincephilosophy.blogspot.com (as it was back then), I uploaded blog posts on a regular basis and at the same time, hoping that someone, somewhere will be reading it religiously. Sadly, 80% of my blog’s traffic came from, well, me. It was like talking to a wall, no no, even if I were to talk to a wall, there are still chances that my mum will come and call me crazy. So it was worse than talking to a wall.

Of course, being the adorable me, I was just too cute to continue blogging (I can’t find any coherence between cuteness and the will to blog but what the hell). I was about to stop writing completely, just after a couple of months. And that was when Nuffnang came inside me into my life.

It started off as a motivation to blog in return for money. Yeah, I used to get like, 25 cents a week from the various advertising campaigns. It was good money back then, making One Ringgit a month. RM1 is a lot of money during those days. Sounds familiar? I wonder where I got that from.

Then, the social networking started. I began using the once renowned blog aggregator Innit, a proud production of Nuffnang. Back then, it was the place to go to virtually if you want to generate heaps of traffics for your blog. The trick to bring in an exorbitant rush of traffic was to upload posts with titles that has keywords like sex, money or women. Coincidentally, the exact three things that men desire the most. Just saying.

People started to drop by blog. The readership rose, slowly but steadily. Comments started to flow in. Bloggers began to know me and I began to know them. My second life online officially took its form.

I had the money and I had the traffic, what more could a blogger ask for? Well, Nuffnang was ready to give more than that.

Nuffnang felt like they shouldn’t be a dull and typical dotcom where everything should and must only be conducted online. They began doing things offline. Screenings, events and even parties were hosted specially for Nuffnangers. Yeah, we bloggers have a life just so you non-bloggers-who-like-to-make-fun-of-us know. Bleuk. *sticks tongue out and slant eyes with my fingers*

I remember watching a couple of films before it was released nationwide. And guess what, I didn’t have to pay a single cent to watch ‘em. No, I'm not a cheapo, excuse me. But I wasn’t much of a movie junkie anyway, hence my lack of interest to participate in the screening giveaways. And no, I'm not being a stuck-up bitch okay. I may be a bitch, but I'm not stuck-up. Pfft.

But what always caught my attention were the events and parties! They should probably label me a slut since I was such a Nuffnang partywhore. But seriously, partying with Nuffnang is a whole different experience. And mind you, just because we’re bloggers doesn’t mean our parties involve a big gathering of people with their laptops, sitting in one big circle and typing on the keyboard furiously. Stereotype much?

I’ve been to parties that needed makeup and costumes.

I’ve also been to parties that don’t need makeup nor costumes.

Heck, I’ve even been to parties that need makeup and costumes but I didn’t put on any of them because I thought everyone else would do the same thing.

But it was times like that that makes you wanna grab a long cylindrical object with a big head-like thingy and sing “Partying! Partying! Yeah! FUN FUN FUN FUN LOOKING FORWARD TO THE WEEEEEEKENDS!”

What? Whaddya mean Rebecca Black was yesterday's news?

Through Nuffnang, I’ve met all sorts of bloggers.

Tall one.

Short one.

And even not human one.

But all in all, each and everyone were pretty awesome in their own ways. True story.

In April 2011, something bechanced and it was the highlight of my entire blogging career, yet. I was named ‘Featured Blogger of the Month’ by Nuffnang. And that’s a big deal okay? It’s like being Playmate of the Month where people tend to pay more attention to you. Well, of course, the only difference was that I didn’t have to strip naked and pose suggestively for the camera.

People started to recognise me on the streets. Heads were always turning. Fans started to stop me and ask for autographs. Taking photo with random fans almost became a daily endeavor. I was the Paris Hilton of KL.

Okay fine, none of that happened. I lied. Happy now? Laugh while I squat aside and cry whilst hugging on to my own knees. But honestly lah, being a featured blogger was a pretty amazing experience lah. For a 19 years old blogger who has no slightest sense of literary and couldn’t even cook up a good essay in high school, it’s considered damned awesome possum liao lah.

After doing a word-count, I can safely say that this post is almost reaching 1,000 words. I can feel that some of you are already shutting down your browser because this post was a major turnoff as it has nothing to do with sex, money or women. But just let me end this with a poem that doubles up as a rap tune. Make your own trashy techno music in your head if you fancy.

I started as a little unknown blogger,
Never had I thought of being discovered,
We were then introduced to each other,
And that was when I became a Nuffnanger.

Joining Nuffnang’s not just about making money,
It’s also an opportunity for us to meet some hunks and honeys,
Oh yeah we bloggers can be so goddamn sexy,
We’ll put down that lappie and get down to party!

Being a part of this network was simply the best,
The perks of being in Nuffnang is pretty much blessed,
Benefits we bloggers get are so doped like Eilliot Ness,
It’s no wonder we’re a community unlike the rest.

So was my Nuffnang story a truly amazing one?
Blogging with NN will be one hobby I’ll sustain in the long run,
And if you’ve been following me I would like to thank you a bunch,
Coz I’m that mothafunky blogger you peeps call Vince Gan!

So I’ll be seeing you guys at the Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Awards 2011 right? It's about time I suit up!

On the 16 December 2011, 500 bloggers from all around the Asia-Pacific region will gather in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia for the Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards 2011 in Putrajaya Marriott. The Awards aims to not only honour the region's awesome bloggers, but also bringing the blogger communities from across Asia-Pacific together under one roof. The Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards is proudly brought to you by Volkswagen Malaysia and Putrajaya Marriott. And no, you won’t be taking home a Volkswagen Golf GTI no matter how dope that ride is; but you’ll have a truly amazing night.