I am now SUPER EXCITED about new blog!!!

I am quite new at blogging, although I have had a “blog” before, this just does not feel the same. I am super hyped up to do this!!! Even though this will probably wear off in a couple of hours, right now I feel AWESOME.

I figure I’m kind of like a blog baby right now, but later on I will develop into a blog toddler, always screaming and yelling about something that I want and can’t have, or something annoying.

And then a Blog Tween, who is really self conscious because I don’t want people to not like me and I don’t want to seem like a copycat, and I don’t want to make anyone angry.

But soon, I will blossom into a Blog Teenager, defiant and confident, I won’t care what anyone thinks or says! This is MY blog! I can do what I want with it! HA!

Then after a couple years I will become a responsible adult blog, who writes every day and always has something funny to talk about (I look like the Matrix Lady because that is my dream job). I will always be politically correct while at the same time raising some controversy.

Then after many years with my Blog husband, Neo, I will begin to deteriorate into a Blog Senior Citizen. I will soon be forgetting to post more and more and soon I will die peacefully and with those that I love, unless my potential future follower gives me eternal Blog life by complimenting my blog.

Do you see all these wonderful pictures I drew? That is how excited I am!

P.S. I am sorry that Blogger is trying to ruin my Blogger High, it will not let me upload images the way that I want, even when I ask really nicely. I will try to work this out, but Blogger is kind of my boss right now, and so I might just have to have screwed up picture orders, sorry!!

I’m scared to make a real blog

People, I have to tell you, I am terrified to actually go through with making this blog. It’s going to be up for all the world to criticize and make fun of and laugh at, even if I stop posting on it, it will always be there….. haunting me. I had a blog before, but I was young, I was only doing it because my mom wouldn’t let me have a Facebook and all my other friends had one. We didn’t use it for stories, we just used it as an excuse to type stuff and put it on the internet. I bet even now you could find it if you had the proper information. Scratch that, no you can’t, I used all the information, Blogger must have killed it shortly after it noticed I hadn’t posted in 2 years, good.

I don’t know if I am ready for this kind of commitment. If I recall correctly my blogger month and a half, it was a hassle posting everyday and I posted a really embarrassing story that I will explain later that my ex boyfriend saw and probably told his friends about which is why I haven’t had a boyfriend since. Plus I am not all that confident that my everyday Follies and Foibles are interesting enough to post on the internet for someone to read. Quite frankly over the course of a year about two interesting things happen to me……… maybe this will just be a biannual (is that for two times a year or every two years?) blog, but Blogger may eat it because I don’t post enough. Maybe there will be some intermittent posts just about how I want to kill someone, or eat someone’s brain so they can’t be stupid anymore (ironic sentence) because if they didn’t have a brain, not only would they not be able to say stupid stuff, they would also be dead. Yes, I think like a zombie or serial killer sometimes, but I swear I (almost) never act on those impulses.

I also feel like the influence from Hyperbole and a Half may affect my writing so much that I actually sound like I’m copying her. That would be bad. Even though I love that blog with all my heart, I do NOT want to be a copier or in other words, a copy cat. I also feel like now that I posted that link on my blog the follower that I may have in the future will go to that blog and not only like it more than mine, but also like mine even less because I am a copy cat. Also, my pictures may resemble hers as well, thus making me even MORE of a copy cat.

I am so conflicted.