Blogs. Just another place for people to vent thoughts, serve their egotistical desires of longevity and the like. Instead of being only between friends and family the entire world gets to view your petty ramblings. And yet I add to the disease by making yet another “blog.” My goal, however, is to keep this one more professional than the ones I’ve kept in the past, whining about guys who didn’t like me, crying about hard my life was and the like. Essentially, boring shit. And as a note, by professional, I don’t mean that it will be necessarily clean, or devoid of subjects that ears dont’ want to hear. I’m not one to piss around the bush. If I don’t like something or if I don’t like you, I’ll let you know.
Anyway, I happen to your average female young “adult.” I use the term loosely as I’m still in University and I’ve only recently been introduced to the world of responsibility (it was a sad day when I realized I couldn’t rely on mommy and daddy any longer). I happen to be 21 years of age, and I reside in Northern Canada where it does get rather frigid. Currently it’s minus 26 Celsius.
However I’m going to go enjoy some time in meatspace.
Ciao
in the words of 