SCHIZER PARTY

So. I suck. I never blog. I feel like if I knew it’d matter, I would, most definitely post on here. I’m sure some people have removed me for lack of posts and that’s perfectly fine. Yet here I am, at a bar, thinking about why I do not document my life in an honest, personal way. I’ve expressed to close friends why I shy away from it now a days. It’s because I usually end up hurting somebody…usually it’s somebody who isn’t even supposed to be reading my journal (handwritten ie. Invasion of private personal property) which, by all means Fuck those people who have done that to me to begin with….just sayin’, ya get what you deserve. A blog, however, is supposed to be different, right? If your feelings and/or character is wounded by something I were to post, I’d hope we could have a heart to heart conversation about why what I’ve expressed has offended or hurt you in some way, as I have NEVER personally attacked anyone in a blog I have had. I refrain from naming names or specific events. I’ve used blogs, in the past, in a memoir fashion. I forget things in my life. I always have had a foggy memory of real life events and THAT scares the crap out of me. I am too young to not remember things as they were/are. I hope to start blogging more. This is a beginning of something, that better not be the pilsner talking. I am tired of not documenting things as they are. I hate the distortion of real life events that can happen in ones head over time. I want to combat this issue with fast fingers and a fresh mind.

I hope you will stick around.

Forever, Courtney Conundrum