Ok, so what is blogging all about?
One, pretty much vomiting out your thoughts as they come and go. Two, getting across your ideas to people who will(or might not) care to read. Three, to vent(oh, yes, very important). Four, for the sake of writing. Five because you're just terribly bored. Six, because things just make more sense on paper(or a screen) than they do in your head. Seven, because it's a nice way to pass your time while you watch some random person picking flowers outside your window(it's better than telling them to buzz off, because that might not end too well). Eight, because you started writing a mail to your friend, and then realized you didn't have much to tell her. Nine, so that people comment on your writing and hopefully tell you it's somewhere about readable(no one will admit this one, but there's the bitter truth). Ten, when even on prodding and namecalling, your roommate refuses to wake from her deep slumber and keep you company in your time of need(read, time of excessive procrastination). Eleven(yeah I know you thought I'd end at Ten, so did I) because you need an opportunity to use the word "procrastination", I mean it's become so cool for some reason. Twelve, because you hope you might be able to entertain someone who happens to trip upon your blog. Thirteen, I won't say because it's an unlucky number. :p Fourteen, because now I really feel the need to get to twenty. Fifteen, because your clothes are refusing to dry due to constant rain, and absolutely no shine. Sixteen, because you know that if you just sit around staring at the ceiling, you'll end up feeling guilty for not studying(yes, nerd, haha.:|) Seventeen, because your fingers need exercise(preferably of the literary kind, heheh.) Eighteen, because you're slightly tired of loading your blog with depressing stuff. Nineteen, because you know this is just a way of delaying another dose of your depressing posts. Twenty, because I really needed to reach here. Twenty One, because sometimes it's nice to contradict yourself.
One, pretty much vomiting out your thoughts as they come and go. Two, getting across your ideas to people who will(or might not) care to read. Three, to vent(oh, yes, very important). Four, for the sake of writing. Five because you're just terribly bored. Six, because things just make more sense on paper(or a screen) than they do in your head. Seven, because it's a nice way to pass your time while you watch some random person picking flowers outside your window(it's better than telling them to buzz off, because that might not end too well). Eight, because you started writing a mail to your friend, and then realized you didn't have much to tell her. Nine, so that people comment on your writing and hopefully tell you it's somewhere about readable(no one will admit this one, but there's the bitter truth). Ten, when even on prodding and namecalling, your roommate refuses to wake from her deep slumber and keep you company in your time of need(read, time of excessive procrastination). Eleven(yeah I know you thought I'd end at Ten, so did I) because you need an opportunity to use the word "procrastination", I mean it's become so cool for some reason. Twelve, because you hope you might be able to entertain someone who happens to trip upon your blog. Thirteen, I won't say because it's an unlucky number. :p Fourteen, because now I really feel the need to get to twenty. Fifteen, because your clothes are refusing to dry due to constant rain, and absolutely no shine. Sixteen, because you know that if you just sit around staring at the ceiling, you'll end up feeling guilty for not studying(yes, nerd, haha.:|) Seventeen, because your fingers need exercise(preferably of the literary kind, heheh.) Eighteen, because you're slightly tired of loading your blog with depressing stuff. Nineteen, because you know this is just a way of delaying another dose of your depressing posts. Twenty, because I really needed to reach here. Twenty One, because sometimes it's nice to contradict yourself.
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