Monday, January 31, 2011

Entry 2

I have realized that there are stats on this thing. Actually, I realized that last night after I posted my first entry. That's probably the reason why people write blogs in the first place. "How many people care about what I have to say? Am I being clever enough? Am I interesting enough?" Usually people just scan through and see if there are any signs of suicidal thoughts, and if there aren't, you aren't interesting to them whatsoever.

And since I used the word suicide, there may be a chance that there will be one or two more people who will read this. Even though I'm publishing this link of facebook or twitter. I might as well post it on twitter, actually. I never use it and a total of 4 people follow me. Maybe those 4 people who have chosen to follow me will care enough to read my blog since they have shown interest in reading what I may potentially write on there. This paragraph was only supposed to be a line long. Just to make that first line clever and witty and standalone. Oh well.

I'm supposed to be doing my homework right now. I have drank two amps to stay awake, however I find no motivation to start. Although I probably will soon... right now I just want to sit and relax. That's the first genuine thing I have said in my two entries. How adorable.

I find that writing things down on a piece of paper of all you have to do helps. 10% of the time it freaks you out, but 90% of the time it's calming because it's out of your head and on something you can read. Within that 90%, you realize it's not really that much, it only seemed like a lot because it was swirling around in rotation through your mind. It's comforting to be able to write.

My music is mediocre. I need to step up my game in everything.

Another genuine moment.

Why am I blogging?

Something witty.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Therapy

It's funny how I have been and still am anti-blog. They seem dramatic and for people who seek attention. The extent of what most people write on their blogs are lyrics from a song that they "they live by", complaints about how their day went, or how great their week went and how lucky they are to finally be on track with their life smileyfacesmileyfacesmileyface.

People put these things on the internet because they want to feel like people are reading and care about what is happening in their life. Again, how desperate are you for attention? And the people who do say "I have been reading your blog!" have most likely read the first entry of you saying "I'm gonna start blogging about my day! Hope you all enjoy!" just to say they have read it to seem like a good friend.

Why am I blogging?

Because writing hurts my hand.