A writer is not exactly what I would lable myself. I don't write for a living, and I don't plan to. 12 years of private schooling involves all 12 years of english, too. After learning and relearning the same things over and over, even I started to learn something about writing. I've never been consistant with a diary and I just recently stopped writing in a cheap dollar store notebook that I bought just to write down exactly what I was thinking any moment I felt necessary. So, basically, I'm not consistent with writing period.
But lately, I'm starting to realize that it might be good for me. I don't care who reads whatever I post here, or why. I'm leaving it up to any readers to decide on either reading my blogs and attempting to understand whatever it is I'm trying to say, or to overlook any hidden or underlying meanings behind my blogs and thinking I'm just another blogger. But when I really think about it, techincally, I am just another blogger.
I've written a few notes on Facebook over the past few months or so, and since I really can't think of anything I'd like to write about, I'm hoping by taking those past notes and putting them on here would get my brain flowing. Who knows?
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