Fear of long words. Ironic, no?
Blog-virgin and considerably confused with this whole set up, I thought perhaps it was time to jump on the band-wagon and do what everyone else was doing. Blogging.
But what to say? One has written many diary entries in my 15 short years but never before a blog. Is there a difference? Certainly. Here, the way I've become accostomed to expressing myself, in private, has been turned on its head, to a way which is in effect, the complete opposite. But I suppose, if i cared.. Would I have started writing?
I tend to question myself alot. Does it mean I have low self-esteem? Not at all. I'm just very particular.
So blogging, does it have a definition? I guess, when stripped down to its core.. It's just talking to yourself, one person, expressing themselves, to themselves. Then into the equation comes the millions of people who can view this very private expression of one's feelings, which is where the appeal is lost. And yet here I am, blogging away.. Feeling very foolish, and not at all intelligent or at oneness with myself, which is what I partly expected to come of this experience.
Random strings of words. I've noticed, that blogging isn't my forte. And every now and then within this text appear random sentences, words strung together by the previously dormant part of my brain, until i began "Blogging". And for this, am I to thank this little website, for bringing out the best in me? I'm not quite sure. It may not be the best of me after all.
To the topic, Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia. Why I chose this is a question even I cannot answer. But it's ironic, and I like the word. So there you go.
Long words. Is there any point to them when they have synonyms.. words of equal meaning which tend to be at least 5 or 6 letters lesser than the original? Strange, that.
So, is this it? How does one end a "Blog" anyways? And how long does it have to be?
In my attempt to conform further to the "Big Brother" Society i already live in, and allow people to have access to my inner thoughts and feelings, I see there's a snag in my endeavour for normality. I have no skill for Blogging whatsoever, and find myself asking you, the reader for advice. Once again the irony sets in.
And I come to the realisation, that perhaps "Blogging" just isn't for me.
