Joining The Bloggers

It has to be said that I never thought I would be a blogger. In fact, up until a few days ago I was probably closer to a blog-buster (which, for those of you who can't figure it out, is someone who is reasonably vocal in their dislike of blogs). I just didn't see the point; so you'd occasionally post a random snippet of your life for no-one to bother reading, and hope to achieve your fifteen minutes of fame through it? No thanks.

But then a few days ago, a good friend of mine sent me a link to the blogger website with a note saying 'Check it out -- a place for you to post a rant to the whole world!' and, when I'd finished being mildly insulted about the jab at my 'one-woman heated discussions', I thought about it and realised that maybe blogs weren't such a bad thing after all. I used to think that they were for people who had nothing better to do, but I definitely don't come under this category -- due to AS Levels, job-hunting, writing a book (don't laugh), a social life and (rarely) sleeping, I definitely have many, many more productive things to be doing. But I figured, even if this is read by no-one, it's still an opportunity to vent frustration, record moments worth remembering and hopefully give my friends (presumably the only people bored enough to read this) a good laugh in the process.

Plus, it's another way of delaying History homwork.