Day 1: My Purpose

Hello stranger,

So yesterday was supposed to be Day 1. Why wasn't it? Because my internet was too shit slow to load the page. Anyway today I'm going to talk about... Why I started this blog, basically. Well, why DID I start this blog? Is it possibly because I have no life? At the moment... No, I don't. In fact I'm supposed to be studying for a History exam tomorrow. But you know what they say, "CBF" (edit: "YOLO" now, actually). Ah, the joy of teenage life. Sure, I don't know much about life, but I do know that it sucks sometimes. Maybe most of the time. Maybe even more frequently than "most of the time". But you know, there's really no point in sulking about it. You can't really expect life to be better for you if you don't act on it. Hm, maybe I'll save that for a later topic.

On to business. You're probably thinking by now: "Oh god this is so boring." I don't blame you. But it's not like I created this blog for anyone's amusement. No one's probably even going to read anything that I write on here. But whatever, these posts are solely to keep me sane. Just writing for the hell of it. You know, there are a lot of some things other people can't express just by saying them. So they write about it. The things they can't tell anyone; their dreams, confusions, things that go through their minds... All this, is me. You could also be thinking right now: "Why can't you just write a diary?" Well, I'll let you in on a little fact here my friend. Diaries, are maybe well, cute and sentimental, etcetera, etcetera... But come on, writing on a blank book? Not only will it get your hands sore, but what happens when you lose it? When you get it wet? I'm not saying I'm against diaries. I have full and utter respect for diary writers, they are the extra-responsible and will-powered elites. Diaries just never work for me. And diaries are private, it wouldn't really be called a diary if you let your best friend read it would it? So is this blog a diary? No, seeing that it's public. Probably not. "What better way to share my private thoughts than to broadcast them on the internet?" - Olive (Easy A)

What motivated me to start a blog apart from having no life? That's actually quite an interesting question, given the fact that I have absolutely no idea what the answer is. About two days ago I watched the movie 'Julie & Julia' with my family. Well, I guess I didn't really 'watch' it, I more like 'casually-came-in-and-out-of-the-room-to-watch-every-three-minutes-when-I-was-supposed-to-be-studying'. So I can't really say I know the plot very well but for those of you who haven't seen the movie it's about a writer named 'Julie' who decided to write a blog about a woman named 'Julia' and something about Julia's cooking. A writer with a tragic life and a tragic job because no one would publish her book. "You're only a writer when someone publishes your book. Nobody wants to publish my book." - Julie (Not claiming that the quote is 100% accurate.) I've always loved writing, although I have to say this is the first time I'm writing a proper blog. But I guess I have bigger passions than writing, like music. But let's not go there for now.

I guess I'm saying that I started this blog because of the movie because I thought I'd engage into something else. Something new. To look forward to doing something everyday. To go into a new day thinking: "What time should I write my next post today?" Having random people read what I have to say, and knowing what they think. That is, if anyone actually became interested enough. Which would be nice. Anyway, I really appreciate you reading this, stranger.

Tomorrow: Judgments and Assumptions