Here It Goes

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I had a mixed day. So this will be a happy blog to remind me of all the awesome stuff in life, not a long moan about my problems. Which let's face it, are considerably less than other people's.

I think I'm solar powered. No really, in the sun my energy level goes sky-high. Then I start bouncing, attacking the boyfriend (play wrestling, ends up as fun, once he's put me to shame). I should probably put all this energy to a better use, however, this way's more fun.

I also realised today how many good friends you can have. People who you say anything to, they look at you, say "ok", give you a hug and carry on, making you laugh. People who don't treat you like you have two heads for doing something *very* stupid. Then there are of course the people who claim to be the best friends you've ever had, yet avoid speaking about the important things in life. Sure, they're fun to go out with of a night, but when push comes to shove there are more considerate, supportive and loving souls out there.

Maybe I'm just attracted to weird people. And I use that word in the most reverent of tones. I explained this to our German Language Assistant one day: in my life, there are "grey" people - people who are different, but all the same. They're kind, nice, whatever. I like them, I talk to them, but they don't inspire me in my life. If they're happy like that, fair enough, but I wouldn't want to be one of them. Then there are the "colourful" people. Those people who have a personality, a soul. They leave a defined mark on everything they do, everyone they meet. I love these people, and I feel inspired to be one. I do hope I am, and I hope my colour's green.

The colour of life, hope and fresh starts =)

Appropriate, and inspiring =)

HopefulSilence

My first blog =/

I apologise in advance for any spelling mistakes or typos, I work better with numbers.

I was only prompted to write this by reading an artful piece of blogging to aid a friend. It was crammed full of teenage angst, self loathing, mindless blaming of others and all that "creativity". It got me thinking: is every teenage blogger like this? Do we crave disappointment and being let down simply so that we have something to write about?

I refuse to moan. I am currently very happy in my life. There was a point fairly recently when I was not, but that's over. I understand "getting it out there" and blogging being a fairly decent way to do this, however too great a proportion of teenage blog space is taken up with angst.

So I was just wondering, how does everybody *really* feel?

Are we (myself included) blogging for other people or blogging for ourselves?
I think I'm doing it for myself.
And I have no issue with that

So there we go. The first blog. I never could keep a diary, so this will probably not be a regular occurance. But hey, you have to try, right?

HopefulSilence