You know those games of tag that we all played when we were little? Why do we stop doing that as we grew up? That game was amazing, especially if you were faster than your opponents. Speaking of playing tag, my blogging buddy (hey, Katie, we totally need matching temporary tattoos of the words “Blogging Buddies”) Carrots in My Carryon tagged me with a game of #MyFirstPostRevisted.
It’s actually very simple: those who are tagged are given the task of reposting their FIRST blog post ever. There’s also some other rules:
- No cheating. (It must be your first post. Not your second post, not one you love…first post only.)
- Link back to the person who tagged you (thank them if you feel like it or, if not, curse them with a plague of ladybugs).
- Copy and paste your old post into a new post or reblog your own bad self. (Either way is fine but NO editing.)
- Put the hashtag #MyFirstPostRevisited in your title.
- Tag five other bloggers to take up this challenge.
- Notify your tags in the comment section of their blog
- Feel free to cut and paste the badge to use in your post.
- Include the rules in your post.
See? Nothing too major. I totally have this down. There is no way I could screw this up (here’s hoping). Now I should probably get to it… Oh God. I’m nervous now. You guys are going to read a post from when my blog was a fetus.
So today was my 21st birthday. Well, yesterday technically. But still, isn’t that exciting? Usually when people (in the US) turn 21 they celebrate by joining friends at a bar or club and getting wasted. I celebrated it by eating ice cream cake, ordering cheesy bread from Domino’s, and starting my own blog. This might seem kind of dull to a bunch of you, but for my introverted self this was the perfect way to celebrate such an occasion. Well, I would not have minded getting a little tipsy, but now that I am 21 I can do that another day. Yay.
Why gift myself this blog? Well, the truth is that I have been thinking about doing this for a while now. I just wanted to put it off until my birthday so I might have something interesting to write about. Which, I almost launched this blog earlier this month while I was participating in GISHWHES. It was a strange experience, but a wonderful one as well. And even though I was very tempted to start this blog exactly 8 minutes and 34 seconds (as stated in the “GISHWHES Commandments“) after the Hunt ended, I decided to just keep waiting as planned. That did not stop me from writing about my experience with the Hunt, which you can find here.
On my 20th birthday, I decided to start a diary to write about all of my 20-something experiences and memories. And when that went down the toilet, I started a new one on New Year’s Day of this year for pretty much the same reason. It also included a list of resolutions that I swore I would complete. Did I actually complete anything on my resolution list? Nope. And I can live with knowing that quite fine, thank you very much.
Anyways, I decided to start this for a lot of the same reason that I started those diaries. Except this will be a lot less personal and more of just me talking about random crap that no one really cares for. Maybe some of you will relate to what I talk about and want to keep reading it. Or maybe you will just be curious and stumble upon my blog whilst browsing through the Internet abyss. For whatever reason, thanks for checking it out. I promise it will get better. Or worst. Let’s just hope that I actually keep up with this though. If not, feel free to challenge me to a water balloon fight until I drag myself out of bed to update this.
Oh, and I know that this title is kind of lame. Sorry about that. It actually took me about 30 minutes to come up with it. And as I have written this, my indecisiveness is making me want to change it to something a little more interesting and witty. But at the same time I am getting pretty sleepy and my brain is not ready for that kind of pressure right now.
I guess I should hit the sack right now. Actually, why do they call it that? I don’t want to hit my bed. I want to dive in it and get lost in the covers. Shame on whoever is hitting their beds.
Good night everyone!
Well, that wasn’t so bad. I expected my first post to be a lot more cringe-worthy, but I guess I should give it time to embarrass me considering I only started writing here less than a year ago. Give it another year and me some more blogging experience and then I can gush about how awkward my posts were/are.
Fun Fact time!
I actually started this blog because a girl I was really into had suggested that I start one about my dreams (suddenly I sound like a generic teenage boy trying to impress the ladies, ha) and because I had started following Jenny Lawson’s blog (I got to meet her a few days ago and I will tell y’all about that later!), which inspired me to start planning out a blog of my own. I spent nearly six months deciding on a domain name, what content I would write about, etc. I still have the outline of things I wanted to write about and what day I was going to post it (none of which I even followed) saved on my computer. Yeah, I am a much more serious planner than blogger.
Tag, you’re it!