.....let us move on.
I know writing rants aren't new coming from me, but just bear with me on this one.
I am annoyed with my writing. I am annoyed at the fact that I can't seem to write anything without making it sound like that poorly-written-English-essay-that-you-probably-should've-handed-over-earlier-in-the-school-year-but-didn't-so-now-it-sounds-forced-and-incoherent-and-you-failed-the-class-and-it-makes-you-want-to-die.
I can take a guess on why my writing sounds like an overdue English paper. It is because my writing is built on fear. I am afraid to write because I am terrified of mistakes. This has been a hindrance to my success. I am terrified of what other people care about and what they don't and whether or not I care about it too. I know that it's all bad and I am trying my best to get over it. Hopefully, writing in this blog will help that.
I didn't want anyone I knew to find out I was writing a blog nor did I want a really wide audience since I can't seem to write when I know someone is there. The ideas just refuse to flow out of me. Buuuuuut since my mother shared this blog on her Facebook (thaaaankz mom *slow awkward thumbs up*) I have gained an audience...I think. I mean, according to my stats over 1,000 people has visited my blog. Yes, I can see all that. You have nothing to hide from me. I know if you've been checking my blog regularly mysterious Internet people. (Was it smart to call everyone out? I don't know if I should publish this anymore.).
Okay, I should move on to something else.....
MY INTERNET IS BACK!! WOO HOOO!!!!!
I've always thought I could live without the wondrously intoxicated world of the Internet, but it was just THE WORST!!!!! My sister and I got bored enough to play with our little sister's dolls.....and then aftermath, I created this:
It creeped my sisters out so...yeah.
That is all.
(^^^still need to work on that closing)
I know writing rants aren't new coming from me, but just bear with me on this one.
I am annoyed with my writing. I am annoyed at the fact that I can't seem to write anything without making it sound like that poorly-written-English-essay-that-you-probably-should've-handed-over-earlier-in-the-school-year-but-didn't-so-now-it-sounds-forced-and-incoherent-and-you-failed-the-class-and-it-makes-you-want-to-die.
I can take a guess on why my writing sounds like an overdue English paper. It is because my writing is built on fear. I am afraid to write because I am terrified of mistakes. This has been a hindrance to my success. I am terrified of what other people care about and what they don't and whether or not I care about it too. I know that it's all bad and I am trying my best to get over it. Hopefully, writing in this blog will help that.
I didn't want anyone I knew to find out I was writing a blog nor did I want a really wide audience since I can't seem to write when I know someone is there. The ideas just refuse to flow out of me. Buuuuuut since my mother shared this blog on her Facebook (thaaaankz mom *slow awkward thumbs up*) I have gained an audience...I think. I mean, according to my stats over 1,000 people has visited my blog. Yes, I can see all that. You have nothing to hide from me. I know if you've been checking my blog regularly mysterious Internet people. (Was it smart to call everyone out? I don't know if I should publish this anymore.).
Okay, I should move on to something else.....
MY INTERNET IS BACK!! WOO HOOO!!!!!
I've always thought I could live without the wondrously intoxicated world of the Internet, but it was just THE WORST!!!!! My sister and I got bored enough to play with our little sister's dolls.....and then aftermath, I created this:
It creeped my sisters out so...yeah.
That is all.
(^^^still need to work on that closing)
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