I see. Blogging is longer fashionable like it was in 2007 when everyone was desperate to share every little thought in their head with the whole world.
Well, no matter. I can't keep up with Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat or whatever to save my life. I don't do well with limited characters. When I see someone post a picture on food I just wanna know what the experience was like - no like, was it delicious? disappointing? did egg taste like egg on that 40 bucks brunch? WHAT?? why put a picture and a vague/witty/clever caption that tells me nothing 8 times out of 10?
Doesn't matter. I miss blogging - I feel like memories I don't write about just goes missing and I can't remind myself of all the awesome moments I've had these past 2 years.
I've been busy but that's no excuse. I've become what I feared the most. One of those married people with children who never have time for their friends or anything else anymore.
It freaks me me out so much I need to write to gain some perspective.
Ok, so most of my posts will probably be about Noddy now - not so much the emo rantings of a scorned ex-girlfriend but oh well - let Noddy read later how she drove her mama crazy peeing on the bed every morning.
Well, no matter. I can't keep up with Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat or whatever to save my life. I don't do well with limited characters. When I see someone post a picture on food I just wanna know what the experience was like - no like, was it delicious? disappointing? did egg taste like egg on that 40 bucks brunch? WHAT?? why put a picture and a vague/witty/clever caption that tells me nothing 8 times out of 10?
Doesn't matter. I miss blogging - I feel like memories I don't write about just goes missing and I can't remind myself of all the awesome moments I've had these past 2 years.
I've been busy but that's no excuse. I've become what I feared the most. One of those married people with children who never have time for their friends or anything else anymore.
It freaks me me out so much I need to write to gain some perspective.
Ok, so most of my posts will probably be about Noddy now - not so much the emo rantings of a scorned ex-girlfriend but oh well - let Noddy read later how she drove her mama crazy peeing on the bed every morning.
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