BlogSpot... and more on writing.

After an hour pressing that dainty button on BlogSpot called “Next Blog”, I’ve finally come to the conclusion that BlogSpot is purely about artisans. All BlogSpot seems to have is webpage’s of people who are involved in photography, art, poems, writing, scrapbooking, and a few other things like music and there are also webpage’s dedicated to gardeners sharing their tips on plants and landscaping. This got me thinking; What else would you blog about? You could only really blog about your daily life, well, which parts that are the most interesting and pleasurable. Most of those parts would be hobbies and such.

Many people have decided to take their hobbies that bit further such as the likes of Blue Table Painting were the owner (Shaun Gately), left his job as a teacher in a primary school when his father died, and became an entrepreneur. He had in interest in miniatures such as Warhammer. The story goes, that his father on his death bed with terminal cancer, told him that he should follow his passion and dream with all his heart and strength. Shaun did just that and now he has an extremely successful business which he wakes up to at 5am, and runs out to with passion each morning.


Some of these blogs captures the very essence of passion in people. They write everyday or every week and share their moments in life, be it positive or negative. They don’t really mind if no one views their post that week or if they managed to get 30 views. With their hobbies they share on the internet, comes writing. They enjoy their hobbies, and they want other people to know their deep love for it, and to do that, they write about it.


I don’t have many other hobbies, come to think about it. I’m 17 and I don’t really have the wisdom or knowledge that I can share with other people. I’m still learning about myself and the world and what’s there to give if those people have all ready been through it. You keep learning till the day you die and even after, depending on your beliefs.


I list up all my hobbies and when thought about, they aren’t really hobbies. They are things in which I dabble in now and again and I don’t really have a profound interest in. Some days I would just look up things on it and nothing else; a day dedicated to which ever ‘hobby’ takes my fancy. Then the next day, I’ve lost all interest in it. I still to find my ‘comfort’ in life and it might be writing. I could go my whole life writing about not doing anything or still to find my little part in the world, when all the time it was writing that was my forte. However, I’m a fast paced person and I quickly get bored, or bore, so I don’t really develop well and take it to another stage such as drawing or learning guitar. I never really develop it and so whatever I do, I haven’t gained a skill. As I said, I’ve still to find my little part in the world which will hold my interest throughout life. Starting a hobby is hard and I’d rather find I have a natural talent for something and then I would stick with it. Unfortunately, I’ve never really been good at anything and doesn’t last long.


Right now, I’m not too sure what I have to give and preferably I’m a person who takes, if that doesn’t sound too selfish. I am the observer. I mainly stand back, listen or watch and look at human nature and what people are truly like. Sometimes, I stand back (in amazement), and see people not being themselves and its obvious if you’ve been observing all your life that they aren’t the ‘human’ form. These people act because they know that their true ‘form’ isn’t socially acceptable or that it was their parents that have told them that their ‘natural’ behaviour isn’t acceptable. If they were natural, they were told, they wouldn’t get very far in life and thus you must mould yourself to the’ horrible fake being’ in which you will succeed. A ‘horrible fake being’ which allows you to make many acquaintances, have a good job, and live a good life. I’m sorry, I mustn’t go on as I may be looked upon as being a bitch and talking about others, thus I will be left with no friends...


What is the standard ‘human’ form you ask? I believe it’s being yourself therefore, there is no ‘standard’. That’s ok if you prefer to act your way through life, but I doubt I will ever trust you.


Maybe I will have to find myself through my writing and once I’ve found myself I will be able to give and therefore receive much more.


My ‘writing’s’ are rather jumbled up and again I will say this, I am a very jumbled up person but if I write more about these type of things I will be able to iron them out quicker and then you’ll be able to understand me more. Writing is a bit like a catalyst then, to find out about yourself.


People go on BlogSpot, to discover themselves, or let other people discover them.


Leave everything, and continue your passion. Make it your job. I have yet to find my passion, even though I say it is many things such as writing. No one can really tell you what your passion is and you have learn and find it yourself. Develop it and love it. Wake up to it, live it and breathe it. Don’t settle for a job in which you earn £35,000 yet you hate waking up to it and loathe it. What are you going to do with that money anyway? Buy a new car and then after 3 months of it you get fed up. You only bought it for the thrill of spending and even then it makes you greedy.


I don’t want a highly paid job because I don’t want the money. Look at what money has done to society. It’s turned us all into greedy pigs causing global damage upon the environment.


I want to live on the basics. I don’t need a mobile phone with touch screen or the new issue of Heat magazine to keep me informed of overpaid blonde bimbos. A typewriter and a cup of tea is all I need... for now.