Today marks the one year anniversary of me writing this thing. I remember the day I started it. It was a Saturday and I had to work at DePaul that day. I wasn't so thrilled to work on a weekend, but I think it only was for half a day. I had started writing blog posts on my Myspace back in September and found it to be sorta cathartic and I realized people actually read my posts. My friend Tyler at DePaul had his own blog and I thought it was pretty cool, so on that fateful day in December, I decided to just set it up. It's pretty easy to start a blog. All you have to do is some formatting and then sit there and write something. Reading back through my first post, it doesn't seem like that much has changed for me. I'm still struggling a lot but maybe I'm better off as a person than I was this time last year. Maybe I'm a little happier. I don't know. This blog has been great overall and it's given me a platform as a writer especially since I can link my articles here. At the same time, it's also given me a lot of grief. When I first started writing it, I would give people nicknames or just name names. I realized a few months into it, this wasn't a good thing. The past year has been a balance of trying to be personal and give people a window into my mind but somehow not revealing too much. There have been some instances where I have seriously pissed people off to the point of almost losing friends. I realized you can't write whatever you want about someone and that certain intimate details should, well, remain private. That's what a personal journal is for, I guess. Several people have come forward telling me not to blog about them anymore and I respect that. Another part of writing a blog is most of the time you're not going to know who's reading it. Sometimes I can tell who's reading this thing, but the other half, not so much, so I have to be extra careful what I write. I mean, my mom reads this! There are friends who have straight out told me they read it, then there are other people who I found out read it or mentioned to me they read it and on those occasions it surprises me. Oh, so you read my blog? Wow, I had no idea. I guess one of the reasons I post stuff about my life is so my friends and family can keep track of me and know what I've been up to. At the same time, people will ask me "what's new?" (a question I sorta hate because it's very general and vague) and I think, they read my blog so why do they even ask? But writing on here a couple of times a week allows people to check in without me having to actually do too much filling in. Well, sometimes. I don't really think my life is all that interesting. It's sorta narcissistic in a way to sit here and write about myself, but it does help me get my thoughts organized. I have a million thoughts running through my head every minute so it's good for me to purge. I also think some of the stuff I discuss on here others can relate and I want to be able to reach out to people and share thoughts and ideas. Also, I know my blog is a work time killer. We all get bored at work and need something to read. Plus in the past my blog has offered a lot of juicy gossip tidbits and we all love gossip. But like I mentioned before, revealing too much has had an adverse affect on my personal life sometimes. It's worked concurrently. I apologize to everyone out there who've I've offended with this thing. I think I've finally got the hang of it, so I'm being extra careful what I write.
I don't have a ton of readers. There are a few faithful/daily readers, but I don't have hundreds of people reading this everyday. I don't think I'd ever want to be bigger or popular because I constantly worry about offending people with it. I'd much rather keep it at the level it is now, although I would like it if more people left comments even anonymous ones (hint, hint). Anyway, I guess I'm gonna keep writing this thing for a little while longer. I don't update as much as I should but sometimes I just don't have anything to say. Many people seem to be in awe that I actually take the time to write a blog. It really doesn't take that much time to write. Sometimes I'll think a little bit what I want to say, let it digest, and then it just comes out easy. I also have a tendency to rewrite or update posts throughout the day. Did you notice I do that? Sometimes I'll change it up.
Well, happy bday, blog. Hopefully they'll be a two year anniversary next year and hopefully in the new year I won't piss anyone off. That's my goal at least. So, thank you dear readers. Thank you to the ones who have been reading it since day one; thank you to the ones who pop in weekly, monthly, the ones who've only read this once, the ones who have yet to read it, future readers, past readers, and people who comes across this blog with weird searches like "stoli needle in throat, cat." For those of you who I have offended, thank you for forgiving me for being such a blabbermouth. And thank you for giving me material.
To commemorate the occasion, I give you an early Christmas gift. Watch it if you're bored right now. Classic.
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