I've been putting off writing my first post for a couple of weeks now. Ever since I rediscovered this 4 year old blog and after quickly making my 18-year-old-self's posts private. Don't get me wrong, they were highly entertaining (which boils down to embarrassing for my present 22 year-old-self). Just like these posts will probably mortify my future 26 year-old-self. (probably this post specifically where I keep speaking of myself in the 3rd person)
Quick update of where I am now: I chose to study accounting over literature (so I can be an accountant by day and a writer by night...like a vigilante), after a bit of a long distance relationship and a bit of a close distance relationship I'll be in a 2017 marriage relationship ;), I've got a sink full of dishes, a whole lot of studies to do for my exams in two weeks and this is my future puppy...or litter of puppies:
The point of this blog is really just a place to pen my thoughts so I can look at them in the future. If I just wrote them in a diary I'd never write anything....so I don’t know what that means. Maybe that I'm writing to be read? Although, maybe, just maybe, I'm interesting only to my mother (she's the best by the way) and my Tyrone. To be fair, I'm considering writing a few posts about accounting concepts. . .which wouldn't even be classed as interesting. So
On the bright side, I'll maybe post some of my poetry which is probably a bit rough around the edges and elusive to the understanding...like the best kinds are ;), I'll use way too many symbols as emoticons. I'll post some actual good writing from other authors. I'll write some pieces of thinking.
But for now, I'll just go do those dishes shall I ;)
