I can't really think right now, to be honest. Let me tell you something about myself. I am fourteen. I love writing. It's my passion that has been burning bright ever since I can remember. But here's another thing about me- I get distracted way too easily. I can't do continuous stories. I can't maintain a diary. But that's not an excuse. So, here I am, blankly typing in some words onto my laptop, hoping it is a good enough topic to start out with.
I want to be a writer- like Chetan Bhagat or Rick Riordan, perhaps. But if I have to, I can't make up random excuses. If I want it bad enough, I have to show it. I have to try. I have to try and write.
Let's see, in a total, I think I have had about seven diaries. All of those, and mark my words, not excluding one, are full of some crap for the first three to four pages, and then blank.
I'm the kind of person that likes to complicate things in life just for the dramatic effects. So, expect many emotional, sad, over-exaggerated narratives of my life in further posts of this blog.
I've had my shares of ups and downs in life. It's all so normal, but I, as a writer, dramatize everything.
Other trivia about me. I have a lab named Neo. I live in Mumbai. I do not believe in Valentines Day or Holi. I have very recently started believing in love *blush blush*. Music and writing are two things keeping me alive. They're my food and oxygen, can't live without either. I read loads and even more.
I have no idea why I just typed in what I did, honestly. I guess this is how vain my thoughts actually are. Or maybe not. I have no idea what topic I'm supposed to write about next. I wanna write more, I really do. But my battery is dying and it's 10 in the night and my mother is shouting at me, asking me to go to sleep. Ugh my life is so hectic.
Thanks for reading this post. And if you are, please read on. I think it's gonna get more interesting, I'm gonna look up a few blogs later in the week.
But, expect drama, drama, and some more drama.
I want to be a writer- like Chetan Bhagat or Rick Riordan, perhaps. But if I have to, I can't make up random excuses. If I want it bad enough, I have to show it. I have to try. I have to try and write.
Let's see, in a total, I think I have had about seven diaries. All of those, and mark my words, not excluding one, are full of some crap for the first three to four pages, and then blank.
I'm the kind of person that likes to complicate things in life just for the dramatic effects. So, expect many emotional, sad, over-exaggerated narratives of my life in further posts of this blog.
I've had my shares of ups and downs in life. It's all so normal, but I, as a writer, dramatize everything.
Other trivia about me. I have a lab named Neo. I live in Mumbai. I do not believe in Valentines Day or Holi. I have very recently started believing in love *blush blush*. Music and writing are two things keeping me alive. They're my food and oxygen, can't live without either. I read loads and even more.
I have no idea why I just typed in what I did, honestly. I guess this is how vain my thoughts actually are. Or maybe not. I have no idea what topic I'm supposed to write about next. I wanna write more, I really do. But my battery is dying and it's 10 in the night and my mother is shouting at me, asking me to go to sleep. Ugh my life is so hectic.
Thanks for reading this post. And if you are, please read on. I think it's gonna get more interesting, I'm gonna look up a few blogs later in the week.
But, expect drama, drama, and some more drama.
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