I never thought that I would be a blogger… at least this long.
It was always something I wanted to do because I enjoy writing and was always intrigued with the fact that I can share my opinion online and people will actually read it.
When I was younger I used to want to be a “professional blogger,” which I tried my hardest to accomplish. I think at the time it was mainly because I wanted money, but what fueled my ambition the most was that I had to create the product for the reader.
I was 16 years old when this site was created and my first post dealt with various types of poop. You can read it here. If you didn’t click the link than I will tell you that my first post was basically a list of goofy names given to various pooping scenarios such as “King Poop,” which is that big block of poop that you push out after eating Fourth of July BBQ all day.
From my first post to this one, I have wrote many stories ranging from life experiences, failed relationships, poetry, my opinions on technology, and when I started smoking weed, a category dedicated to my high thoughts.
My original idea behind this site was to create content that would “Explode” in your face and I think I somewhat did that. I haven’t been much of a blogger lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time in my Google Keep notes writing rhymes or on ableton live producing music. I can say that I need to pick this back up because the joy of brainstorming to find the write words brightens my day and encourages me to strive for me. (I don’t like any of these words I chose for that last sentence lol)
So here we are, 10 years later at the ripe age of 25. I’m glad I was able to keep up this hobby, even when I lost motivation and wouldn’t even type wordpress.com in my browser. I’m not the best blogger, nor do I consider myself the best writer, but at the end of the day its the fact that I had a goal in my mind and I went after it. I may have not became that famous blogger who got to sit in the house all day typing away at his keyboard, but I did become a better writing in my own way of doing things.
~ keep it all smiles
So I know there has to be at least one person who is a very well respected blogger who has taken a look at my blog to see how much of a fail it is. Just look at it, well at how I write. I try to make my self sounds smart when I’m just a simple guy with a mind full of ideas that would make people get there lazy american asses up and actually go cut the lawn. See did you get that? I don’t think you got it. But as I write this I see that when I blog I write down what is going on in my mind. Stuff that I say when I talk to my idiotic friends and teach them something new because they sho’ aint teaching me anything new!
I tried to be a nerd at a time because I thought of how cool it would be to make a rocket ship that would fly to the sun and see what was inside…. No I’m joking, I wanted to just be smart and be really awesome at computers so I could be that guy people would ask about how to do such and such on a computer. Plus the guys in them movies looked cool doing it, matter of fact they still do. I don’t care what y’all dumb retards who hate smart people gotta say. There’s a reason why there in the gifted class in your still in LD. How did you even get here to my site anyway? Was you trying to find away to better your self so you searched up some random stuff just to come across a blog that talks about random stuff? Go read a book.
Now I’m really no writer, I completely fail at it. Do you know how many times I walk up to my English teacher in class to ask her random questions like “Did I do this right?” Or “I’m not sure on what you just said 2 minutes ago”, and get this. I’m in English Honors. I know its CRAZY! English honors and not to bright in the writing field. You can go over my whole blog and find so many errors that I missed or what my spell checker missed. I don’t suck at spelling to much though, only the big words I have never heard of before tricks me up when I’m not paying attention….but back to what i was saying, I’m NOT A WRITER!!! I would like to think that but looking at what I read is like reading my own mind. My mind is really crazy/messed up.
Theres so many things that go on in my head I don’t know what to do. I guess I’ll just keep writing on here and have my on and off readers look at what I think of. Maybe one day I’ll get popular and people will like viewing my blog, but I doubt that.