I have never before started a blog. I had, at one time, a live journal (but then again who didn't?) But I rarely, if ever updated it. I can remember of the three posts I did in the last year, one was continually listing a person's name (mainly because he was coming to town and I was excited), one detailed my exam reports from the AP test I took, and one was simply an excerpt of creative writing I did for fun.
Basically, when it came to actual blogging, I was a horrible criminal. I ignored it often, and never found the idea of posting my feelings online for the world to see as appealing- in any way shape or form.
I also don't have any real shockign feelings to share.
SO this blog is not a journal of my emotions. Rather, it will probably be a space for me to rant. Or brag, or glorify something that happened to me. It may also, very possibly, be a canvas for me to relate my dreams.
Once, I read this study on how cheese effects yoru dreams. It's crazy! These people gave their human-guneia pigs cheese about ten miniutes before bed, and then recorded their dreams they had. To sum it up, if you want interesting ones, then chedder's your choice.
I have yet to try this, but I will someday soon. I love cheese. And I love dreaming. Infact, a dream of cheese might very well be euphoria for me.
Anyway, this is not a blog for comfort. If you need someone to hold you, I'd buy a hooker, because I'm not going to run on about fluffy emotions. I may detail my life a bit, here and then, but that's about the whole of it.
I just hope this blog turns out better than my last. I don't think my teacher would appreciate me writing a 600 word entry with one person's name. No matter how cute I thought they were.
Also, P.S. I guess, if you havent noticed, I love grapefruit too.
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I am not a fan of grapefruit, but I do enjoy cheese. And you.
But you don't know who I am!!
Grapefruit 4EVEALOL.
Not gonna lie. There is a strong positive correlation between the difficulty of preparing a fruit and how good it tastes. The long I spent hacking the shell off, the better it tastes. There is exactly one exception. GRAPEFRUIT ALLWAYS SUCKS. no offense
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