Actually, what is the purpose of blogging?
It is to keep a journal of what has happened in our lives.
What's the point of making it public?
To let others know who we actually are?
But then again, if you know your blog is public, will you rant in it honestly, or will you write things just for the sake of making yourself sound nice, intelligient, or emo?
It is not actually your true self, is it?
You know that others, the people around you, are gonna read what you write.
You want to project a nice and positive image of yourself.
You will write about happy things and leave out your negative thoughts.
Once you overstep the border of niceness and rant abit, you will start feeling guilty and worried that your reputation will be threatened and people may start rethinking their perception of you as a happy-go-lucky-optimistic-friendly-approachable person, so you go back, reread that "awful" post, and delete it/save it as a draft, and then apologise for such an "angsty and so-not-me post" and try to cover up your true self with yet more happy-positive-cheerful postings.
Some, on the other end of the spectre, may want to project an emo image of themselves.
I'm so emo I'm so depressed I'm like the saddest kid in the whole world.
I hate my life I hate school I hate the whole world Why don't you leave me alone but yes continue to read the emo posts about myself in my public blog please.
You will then proceed to write about your negative and suicidal thoughts, in hope that others may think that you're cool, need help, or you're oh-so-independent and don't-give-a-fuck-about-what-others-think.
Is that what blogging is about?
It seems to be, for some people.
But then again, I'm just an observer.
I'm also just another speck in the universe.
An average girl studying design.
I may be wrong.
The question for now is,
why are you reading my blog, then?
Why am I writing this?
Do you really want to know more about me?
Are you just passing your time while waiting for the next event in your life to happen?
What image am I projecting of myself?
Am I a bitch, a loser, a nerd, or just a plain boring individual?
What do I get from this?
What do
you, anonymous reader, get from reading this?
Questions questions.
