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Time To Make Your Own Excitement

Well then. Apparently i'm not exciting enough. For you, that is. My blog-readers. Should i be offended that you think my blog reads like dry cardboard? Maybe not. But stuff that, i'm annoyed anyway.

Why do i blog? Is it to get something off my chest? Is it an outlet? Is it because i love writing, whether it's something important or something mudane? Is it because i've got nothing better to do? I don't know. Maybe it's all of those things. Maybe it's something else. Whatever the reason, i've been doing it for almost a year and i'll probably keep doing it for awhile yet.

I write about what happens to me, about what i think. Sometimes, that can be exciting. Sometimes, it can be excruciatingly dull. At the moment, where my life consists of university, study for university and working three jobs, there's not much room for excitement. I don't go out much because i sleep whenever i'm not doing one of the aforementioned things. Excitement takes a back seat. Yes, it's boring. No, there's not much i can do to change that.

I have two options; blog about whatever i feel like, regardless of the excitement factor, or don't blog at all and just abandon the hovel. I prefer the first option.

You don't have to be here. If the content of the hovel isn't exciting enough for you, go elsewhere for entertainment. Otherwise, stick around for the odd moment of clarity, hilarity or ecstacy as it arises. Just don't complain about the lack thereof please. Really, it doesn't add to the feelings of love.

If you think you can do better, just let me know. I'm always happy for one of you guys to write on here. But if you can't be bothered to do better, don't pick on me, don't tell me to be 'more exciting'. If the hovel doesn't cut it, go out and find your own excitement. Really, living vicariously through my life (of lack thereof) is a dull way to go.

Annie