I don’t really know how to express the amount of disdain I
have for being forced to post my personal thoughts on a blog that lots of
people will have access to, so in all honesty a good portion of my posts will
be shallow and of no real importance, as I’m not very good at expressing my
opinions without somehow offending someone. I understand the importance of this
assignment and I have no problem complying with it, but this is just a fair
warning that when I’m not being ridiculous and over emotional, I’m actually
pretty boring. So sorry. I do, besides this blog, try to write every day. I have
about 30 composition books I’ve managed to fill up with horrible rants and ramblings
since freshman year. It took me a while to stop being a contrived little brat
in my writing, so many of the things in those comp books will make you nauseous
with the long words and excessive rhyming. We all had to be 14 and horrible
once, I guess. I feel like at 14 you try too hard to be good at anything. That
was part of the reason I joined Comm Arts, I was like “oh yeah I’m good at art”.
I am horrible at art. Literally horrible (yes Burge literally). Pretending you’re
good at something will never make you good at it, faking it will never help you
make it. And that’s fine with me, because I know I’m good at SOMETHING, whether
that be writing, sleeping, or being sarcastic. Whatever.
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