#thisisablog

I’ve been suggested to from a family member that I should start a journal.

I don’t like writing down stuff down with a pencil, and I’m fairly good with a keyboard, so I thought- hey, might as well try something new.

I thought about trying to write stuff in notes, trying to write stuff in word (hah, nope), or trying out google docs, but nothing really appealed to me. So I thought

“Hey. What about a blog.”

Now, it was time to find a place.

Tumblr seemed like the obvious answer, but hey, this place doesn’t have the best of reputations. Regardless, I’m not one to judge, so I thought maybe I could give it a try. 

So uh, a few words of notice for things that might appear on this blog

I’m attempting to figure out if its allowed, or if its a thing, but I’m probably going to have no filters whatsoever about what I talk about on this thing. 

If for some god forsaken reason you decide to read this, god help your soul. 

This blog will include:

Terrible teenage drama

daily facts about why I’m a terrible person

an incredibly awkward series of stories about my increasing interest in a girl (who happens to be my best friend), in a situation where my potential of getting the nerve to try something, or have anything happen... is steadily declining.

the fact that I don’t really like to eat

daily shit that happens in my life

stuff I like about music

stuff I like about film

stuff I don’t really like about myself

my almost daily rants about why relationships are shite but I still adore lovey dovey stuff

And, most importantly...

just uh. absolutely random stuff.

so yeah. I’m going to post something directly after this. Because I’m strange. And I don’t understand how order works. If you’ve made it this far, hopefully you might want to go further. 

Thanks for managing.

Cheers.

This is a blog. I don’t like blogs. I don’t like to read them, generally, and I don’t want to feel obligated to write them, either. Yet, I find myself longing for an emotional, creative outlet that will let me blast my perspective across the surface of the internet, where anyone, anywhere can read it…

This is an ongoing series, based on a single and presumably innocent question asked to me a while ago. I don’t know how many installments there will be, maybe as I keep writing I’ll figure it out. I was speaking to a gentleman in his sixties about being a DJ, and once I got him past his total disbelief that this is actually a job that someone can make a happy living at, he asked me a very simple question “what have you learned from doing this?” well dammit…. I have learned so much about music, more than I ever imagined, I learned the difference between good and great DJs, how to keep people engaged and entertained, how the nightclub industry works, and loads about the wedding and bridal industry – more than I knew existed. But what had I learned about people? That is to say, what have I learned about people that isn’t common knowledge, or would be hard to learn in a setting other than one I’ve spent so much time in?