Today marks the third anniversary of my blogging life.
I didn’t think I’d make it this far. There were times I thought, “Chuck it, who cares? Nobody reads my blog, anyway,” but then I think, I care. I’m the one who’s writing and blogging. I’m writing and blogging for me. I’m sitting at my computer and writing/typing because I want to. I need to. It isn’t just an outlet for me, it’s part of my social life in cyber space. Looking at all the views on the map and realizing, “I didn’t even know this country existed!” to looking at the zero’s on my stats, I’ve seen it all. I’ve tried to beat myself in all aspects, and sometimes, I couldn’t. I’m still trying, though.
I’ve changed a lot since the 2nd-anniversary post. Not physically, because I pretty much look the same since maybe 8th standard in school. But I’ve changed as a person. I’ve learned to value plenty of things in life that I took for granted. I’m going to do things that I’d never thought I’d do, and haven’t done the things that I wanted to. I’ve done things that I didn’t know I could. I’ve discovered myself, over and over again. I’ve discovered that I’m a closeted introvert, and I’m more confident about my opinions. I can draw and paint better since last year, and I think I got better in writing, a tiny bit only. But that’s also progress. I’ve evolved and become a little more diverse in reading, and I’m absolutely towards non-judging people based on their appearance. When they open their mouths and talk, it’s a whole different story.
My blogging has also evolved. I try to put up more quality posts than just posts for the sake of it, as a result of which, I’ve not reached my 300 posts-milestone yet. Soon.
I’ve watched two K-drama. Plenty of movies and I’m not done yet. I don’t know why I love doing this, but I do. I can’t stop. I’ve blogged even when I was really busy during my dissertation and term paper, and I can’t seem to stop. Not that I want to, anyway.
Let’s make it to 4, and let’s hope I’m in a different city, living the life away from home.