I still have a blog. Amazing.
I doubt anyone out there is actually still looking to see if I might post anything. Don’t worry, chances of me becoming a regular blogger again is virtually zero.
I’ve just never been that into documenting my life in any way. I get bored too quickly.
That probably makes me a bad mommy too, since I don’t catalogue my daughter’s milestones either. Meh, sorry, at least my husband takes a LOT of pictures.
Anyway, this blog will stay here. It has it’s uses, and maybe something will change, and I’ll regain my will to blog again.
Don’t hold your breath though 😉
…is not my strong point.
Which is why I tend to avoid writing full blown diary entries. My writing is just not interesting/funny enough to convey the humour in a situation. (Incidentally, I don’t tell jokes for the same reason. My humour seems to be confined to sarcastic comments and stupid questions.)
Sadly, this means that regaling you with our Singstar adventures from last night would probably not be nearly as hilarious as it was at the time. Telling you how my one opponent and I would sort of moan the words instead of singing them, is probably not as hysterical as it would’ve been had you been able to see the Neanderthal looks on our faces while we made sounds that should rather be confined to private restrooms.
Describing how my insane friend sat in front of me pulling ridiculous faces in a desperate attempt to draw my attention away from the song, resulting in me staring so hard at the screen that I forgot to blink, doesn’t quite do the moment justice.
Finally, reconstructing the scene where all four of us took turns wrestling each other alongside fervent claims that the other teams were cheating, all the while hiding the fact that we’d unplugged our opponents’ microphones isn’t even remotely as funny as it would’ve been if you had just been there.
So I won’t bore you with the details. Just know that we had a blast 🙂
I always seem to have more things to say in the second half of the year.
It’s as if I take 6 months to recover from December, which is normally when I stop writing.
Or maybe the first six months are always the busiest, hence having no time to write.
Or maybe I just don’t feel like writing for the first six months of the year.
Whichever it may be. I might be around more often again.
….for a quick, but passionate, rant.
There is no such thing as “it would of been better” or “I’m been followed”. It’s “it would have been better” and “I’m being followed”. Use proper English or shut up.
That is all.
So *everyone* is doing this 30 days meme that’s been going around the blogosphere (haven’t used that word in ages!). After reading so many of the posts, I decided that this is one that I can’t miss out on.
I’ll be creating a separate page for this, so you can follow the progress there.
Without further ado, here are the rules (as seen on Angel, Caz, Jenty and Megan‘s blogs)
Over 30 days you stick to a list of blog topics. Topics designed to get you thinking about who you are and where you’re at. As with Angel’s list, I won’t be posting on weekends, so it’ll be Monday to Friday for me (and yes, I may miss a day here or there, but I’ll try to stick to it as much as possible).
Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you badly.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself
Here we go…..
….readers. That is, I do if you don’t like what I’m about to say.
I’ve decided it’s time that I stop caring what other people think of what I write. This is my space, so if you don’t like what I have to say, kindly fuck-off and read someone else’s inoffensive drivel.
I hide a lot of my opinions because I care too much what others think of me. I’ve spent years learning to think before I speak, teaching myself to be someone I’m not. I’ve let people walk all over me, because I’ve been too polite to give them the piece of my mind that I so badly want to give.
There have been times where I’ve literally wanted to scream at people and tell them that they’re being complete idiots. I’ve allowed things around me to be less than they could be, because I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings and have them think less of me. I’ve confused being honest with being tactless.
I value honesty above all else. I’d rather give my honest opinion than lie to anyone just to preserve their egos. However, I expect the same honesty in return. I have no problem apologising for something, but I can’t apologise if people don’t tell me that they disagree.
So this is it. In future, I’ll post whatever I want. If you don’t like it, tell me and we can talk about it. If you don’t want to tell me, well that’s your problem then. I’m not going to let it bother me anymore.
There is a reason why there is such a huge drought between my posts.
I don’t like writing about day to day happenings.
I find no interest in writing about possessions that give me joy or the latest scandal at my office. Frankly, when I do try writing about them, just to keep up a steady run of posting, my posts become as boring and mundane as the things I write about.
I prefer to write about things that make my heart ache, whether in a good or a bad way. I prefer putting emotion and passion into my posts. That’s not to say that I don’t believe that other bloggers have feelings about what they write. I just don’t function in the same way.
The funny thing is, when I can feel how much passion and emotion I put into any particular post, I don’t care as much about what others think of my writing. It’s the only time I do it for me and only me.
My point really is that I probably won’t ever write very often, but when I do….its going to be with every ounce of passion that I have in me.