yep...i'm back on the ol' blog (ye olde blog? i think that's an irish pub somewhere.) i decided quite a few months ago that i didn't want to blog anymore because i think that blogs are self-centered. they put on a show about someone's life. they usually don't show the nitty-gritty, ugly, dark side of a person. come on. we all have a nitty-gritty dark side. mine happens to be an overachiever who works too hard and is so perfect that she's misunderstood and ostracized. (woah, that's right. we're not in a job interview. i'm big time kidding.)
that's the problem i've always had with facebook, too. everyone puts out evidence of their fabulous, glittery lifestyle. i don't have facebook anymore, but when i did, i was a culprit, too. i definitely untagged some unflattering photos of me and you bet i only uploaded the ones where i looked awesome. anyway, i decided one day that's not cool, so i got rid of my facebook account. best decision ever.
i've been blogging ever since then, and i have always made an effort to be very genuine. i talk about the good, the bad, and the ugly on here (i could be better at digging deeper, but i have tried very hard not to come across as fabulous and glittery, because my life, in fact, is neither of those things.) just so you know i'm serious, here's a sight for sore eyes. yes, the debut of my least favorite picture on the planet. it's not ugly in a cute, go-cross-eyed-and-stick-out-your-tongue kind of way. just plain tired-and-sweaty-because-i-almost-just-missed-my-train-and-i'm-way-too-big-for-my-bunk bed kind of way.
still, i thought that i should probably invest the time that i blogged--which has never been that much--into writing in my journal, which is more private and where i definitely have less inhibitions about sharing my feelings. but you know what? i'm not a good journal writer. my journal entries are usually written at midnight in sloppy half-asleep writing that says "today, i failed my anatomy test. why didn't i study instead of watching pearl harbor last night?! ok, i'm tired, goodnight."
it motivates me to write better when i know someone else is reading. and i know only a few people have ever really read this blog, but i still kind of like that my piece of opinion is floating out there. i have been missing my creative outlet since i stopped blogging, so i am hereby unbanning myself from blogger. i may not write very often, but i always have thoughts or funny experiences that i think "that would be a good blog post" and never "that would be a good journal entry." i don't know why blogging sticks to me more than journaling, but i'm going to go with it, man!
so...moving on....
did i mention that i'm getting married in a month and a half? yep, i am. to the boy i met when i was first supposed to go to jerusalem, remember? funny how life works out. did i mention that he proposed to me on top of the aztec ruins in mexico city? no? oh, well that's a story for another time....
that's the problem i've always had with facebook, too. everyone puts out evidence of their fabulous, glittery lifestyle. i don't have facebook anymore, but when i did, i was a culprit, too. i definitely untagged some unflattering photos of me and you bet i only uploaded the ones where i looked awesome. anyway, i decided one day that's not cool, so i got rid of my facebook account. best decision ever.
i've been blogging ever since then, and i have always made an effort to be very genuine. i talk about the good, the bad, and the ugly on here (i could be better at digging deeper, but i have tried very hard not to come across as fabulous and glittery, because my life, in fact, is neither of those things.) just so you know i'm serious, here's a sight for sore eyes. yes, the debut of my least favorite picture on the planet. it's not ugly in a cute, go-cross-eyed-and-stick-out-your-tongue kind of way. just plain tired-and-sweaty-because-i-almost-just-missed-my-train-and-i'm-way-too-big-for-my-bunk bed kind of way.
still, i thought that i should probably invest the time that i blogged--which has never been that much--into writing in my journal, which is more private and where i definitely have less inhibitions about sharing my feelings. but you know what? i'm not a good journal writer. my journal entries are usually written at midnight in sloppy half-asleep writing that says "today, i failed my anatomy test. why didn't i study instead of watching pearl harbor last night?! ok, i'm tired, goodnight."
it motivates me to write better when i know someone else is reading. and i know only a few people have ever really read this blog, but i still kind of like that my piece of opinion is floating out there. i have been missing my creative outlet since i stopped blogging, so i am hereby unbanning myself from blogger. i may not write very often, but i always have thoughts or funny experiences that i think "that would be a good blog post" and never "that would be a good journal entry." i don't know why blogging sticks to me more than journaling, but i'm going to go with it, man!
so...moving on....
did i mention that i'm getting married in a month and a half? yep, i am. to the boy i met when i was first supposed to go to jerusalem, remember? funny how life works out. did i mention that he proposed to me on top of the aztec ruins in mexico city? no? oh, well that's a story for another time....
