Blogging.

I was forced to make this blog. And by forced I mean intimidated into making this blog, that's just the kind of friends I have.
I was very against blogging, mainly because the biggest stereotype for bloggers are ditsy girls with no lives. I am not a ditsy girl, and I may just have too much of a life. But I love writing, and I love talking, and blogging seems like it would be a great compromise of both. I probably should have started blogging earlier, considering all the paper I wasted writing my thoughts (ramblings) down the instant they came to my mind, but living in a town full of people who care too much about trees turns you into a person who could care less.
Random Ramblings, there is are no better words for what I write than that. They usually are unrelated to each other, and they come out of no where. But they are the opinions of a high school teenager who isn't completely consumed by her hormones, so they could be a decent read.
I'm not going to hide behind an "I don't care" mask anymore I'm actually excited for this. I don't care if no one reads it, I care that I can just write what I want, when I want. Thats just how much I love to write.
I've tried to write a book before, it went great...for the first 2 weeks. Writing a book takes serious devotion! Sticking to one topic throughout a time span too big to mention, takes some serious patience. And I for one, am not patient, and I have the attention span of a squirrel. So a blog is ideal for me; write about one topic for a bit then move on.
I was forced to make this blog. And by forced I mean suggested to make it, and I couldn't resist.