B.L.O.G

I write more when I think a lot so it can be clearly deduced  that I have not been thinking much lately. Which should be a good thing. Does not happen very often.

But…. I love to blog. It is my thing. I do it because it makes me feel better and triumphant in some ways. One year and seven months of non stop blogging is my achievement. It has nothing to do with work or school, I do it because I enjoy it, and that makes me feel GOOD.

So if I have a thoughtless, non-restless, undisturbed life, my blogging frequency keeps on going down, and may be eventually will not exist.  And that my friends, is my worst fear (ok not worst, but almost there).

How many times have I ranted and cried and been depressed right here on this blog. Sometimes even when nothing happened, and sometimes when my world came crashing down. I feel like if I leave it, I’ll be betraying it. It has given me a weird sense of power with expression. I just say whatever here and instantly feel better. I know sometimes the interpretation of what I say is left open to imagination, but the end result is always me feeling calmer. And that’s what makes this blog a place which is important to me, and can not be betrayed.

Right now I have nothing, at least not much on my mind. I am trying to live through my last term in senior year without stress and just fun. But I am still blogging. Trying to say something, talk, make sense, because I need to come back and say something so that if there is someone who likes to read this, even one person, knows I am not leaving it.

Not now. Not soon. Hopefully, very hopefully, NEVER!