When I was told last year I would have to blog as a part of my university course, my reaction looked something like this: -.- Seriously??? Blog? Ugh. I survived, of course I did, and I figured this year, this year I'm going to start writing the posts early, so that I won't have to do everything at the eleventh hour.
And then they told me I wouldn't need to write blogposts anymore. At least not blogposts that aren't specific assignments (which ugh. Nope. I don't like those at all. It somehow gives me the feeling that the blog isn't really mine. Which sucks.)
The thing is, I came away disappointed. I had all this wonderful ideas and a bunch of topics to rant about (*cough* inappropriate anger channelling *cough*), and now I don't need them? What else am I supposed to do with all that material???
I thought it wouldn't just stay somewhere in my mind forever. It took me a while to even consider continue blogging. Firstly, because of the aforementioned obligatory
posts, secondly because of time issues, and thirdly, because my fellow college students were probably my main audience. (Yes, I lack self-confidence.)
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But here's the deal. I need this blog. I need a place to occasionally rant, I need it to force me to organise my thoughts so they don't explode all over the place, I need to be excited, I need it. The things I write here don't belong anywhere else. So I guess life proved me wrong again: I ended up liking something that was torture to me at first. (The first time it happened with dancing. I used to dislike dancing. Heck, I trained karate, I thought would never dance. Long story short, I danced for four years and was then forced to stop due to studying in a different country. I still miss it.)
I guess there are two points I'm trying to make:
1. I will probably continue blogging. No idea how it will turn out, but hey--who cares. :)
2. Staying open for life pays off.
Sometimes you find things that would never even enter your life otherwise. Sometimes you fall in love with them.
~s
