why am i doing this again?

this blog is not my diary. matter of fact, the only time i ever had a diary was when i was 12, and i got it as a birthday present. wrote in it religiously for about one month, got bored, life is happening all around me...yada yada yada. in the past i’ve been highly critical of things like that, so i’m not gonna contradict myself by putting out my ‘feelings’ about the daily and personal events in my life or sharing my ‘deep dark secret thoughts’ by ranting on and on while the world continues on not caring. this statement is not an attack on those who do indulge in such endeavour, because i do understand the appeal of pouring your heart out, much like i understand why people who can afford it go to therapy or why cats fart: it’s only natural. but my purpose in setting up this particular blog is to discuss random (and sometimes seemingly useless) topics and hopefully engage in a lively discussion/argument with the five people who will read this blog out of pity for their dear friend.