Blog #1: Would you read my blogs?

Consistent with a be-better scheme with a quota of my three-week summer break, I have decided to start a blog to be more ambitious and/or expressive. I am the type of person you cannot shut up no matter how much the ramblings on seem to annoy, but I have a lot of opinions, so this extremely ungrammatically correct blog will be just as for me as it is for anyone who really gives a crap enough to read me.

So personally, I emulate such writing styling’s of JK Rowling’s books of the tallest magical tales to an underrated humorous fashion blog called Man Repeller, who have inspired me to actually start writing myself. I read these writers because they have the content that keep them going, while I have whatever eclectic subject that happens in my head. This is something both for and against the amateur writer. I realize that it takes something of a creative muscle to bring yourself to the level of writer, I too crave more content and/or complete compelling dictation. What I really love about writing is that it is very unapologetically your own thoughts, that you bless upon the world.

I intend to write about is anything I deem important -like seriously who has been in charge of the animal control lately and whatever happened to those highly emotional movies where the animals actually get saved or those controversial political issues where we periodically shift our intensely racist and/or terribly classless beliefs every goddamn century. The things that cognitively begin an opinion, and then written down because you want to make yours matter.

Words seem to make a lot more sense in my head, and I find it surprising how much it does deter who you are as a person by what you say and think. Would you rather have a person who said all the right things or did all the right things? Writing you can sort of do both. Exactly what I like about it, because it all comes together in your own personalized formula of words. It doesn’t even have to be scientifically correct to anyone, but you.

I have understood that you bring about your own happiness, and that it is something recognizable only when you wake up to yourself. You can walk around thinking about life, and applaud all the things that you do right, but once you truly have acknowledged that your life is an accordance of rules, the sooner you’ve been freed of them. I trust this not even by a trial and error basis, but simply giving it up to the greater good. You can let yourself be anything else than who you think you are for awhile.

I want to write and/or blog things mostly because I am literally such a romantic with what I say and do. If you don’t have a raging love affair with all you are, it’s because you might have given it up against a cruel world. I like to call myself an artist, but any form in which you express yourself is something worthwhile. I don’t think you even have to be so proud of what you do most of the time, but you do have to continue whatever it is that motivates you.

I am bringing myself at this time in my life to be more progressive with everything that I do. Do this, and I will move forward with something or another.