Blogging. A prospect that seemed relatively simple late last night. In the light of the day the overwhelming fear has struck again. I've considered blogging a lot and it's always seemed far too daunting. The number of times I've begun writing a post, an attempt that always ends in the trusty deletion of the two hundred words glaring at me from within the complexities of a screen. Yet there is no time like the present to deal with my irrational fear of blogging.
The concept of blogging has always intrigued me; a place to spill my opinions and release my inner genius. A place that I can pour my, often crazy, thoughts into before sharing with the world (figuratively, not literally).
In the interest of creativity, I shall ignore the many posts I have read giving advice to choose what you want to write about prior to starting a blog, I won't confine myself to any particular niche. Instead you can glimpse into my brain, if you're still reading that is, and witness my brain whirring away in a haphazard fashion. However before I grant you entry to that hallowed place or perhaps before I am spirited away by faeries, let me give you some background information which you are welcome to breeze over.
As the blog name suggests, I go to an all-girls grammar school. You can often find me with my head in a book, devouring the words that take me to fictional realms. I also have an uncanny ability to shut out reality as I read, a trait which never fails to irritate my closest friends and family. I spend an unreal amount of time on the internet, surfing the virtual waves as I lose track of hours at a time.
Sailing and singing -aka the two Ss- are big parts of my life. I collect stationery *the third s*, though not intentionally, and as such am never short of notebooks. I am very prone to losing things, whether these are odd notes that I have jotted down or something more essential such as my glasses. I prefer to use the term temporarily misplaced as things mostly turn up eventually.
When I remember to go to basketball club, I play Basketball but that only runs until the summer term when the tennis nets are put up which is a sad state of affairs. Like many other teenagers I have braces permanently fixed to my teeth. I can, for the most part, deal with sour sweets but spicy foods are a whole other story. I have two adorable dogs; Coco and Trio. Coco is a serene, wise creature whilst her daughter has yet to mature. This monstrous puppy is out to chew anything in her path.
I'm at a loss to think of anything else you may, or may not, need to know. So here ends my 'first post', hopefully one of many more to come.
