Do I really need a title I mean come on this is basically a notebook

Okay READY?

Man, I just got my groove thrown SO HARD by a Spotify ad. Something about
"when I was little the best part about Christmas was deciding which toy I got to take to bed (really? that's the best part of your Christmas? seems a stretch). Now, it's you."
Oh. WHY

The lengths people will go to for advertising. Honestly. But the sad thing is that it must really work, otherwise it wouldn't still be happening, companies wouldn't still be paying big dolla for crappy adverts. Which means there are people in the world who are dumb enough to watch one of those cheese-ass prescription commercials and think to themselves, "Wow, look how happy they are! That could be me, if only I was on X drug!"

Yeah. I don't know. It seems like most individuals will agree with the claim that the majority of the world is full of morons. But if the majority of the world believes that the majority are morons...?

.......????

We're probably all morons. I mean look at me, I tell myself I hate retail, I hate chain corporations, and I still find myself shopping at Walmart and when I do, buying things I don't need. Because I want the things. Having new things feels good.


So I recently watched a TED talk by Adam Baker. It's called:
"Sell your crap. Pay your debt. Do what you love."
It's pretty good, I recommend everyone watch it. After I watched it I filled a big black garbage bag full of crap from my tiny bedroom and put it in the garage to donate. I'm proud of myself for that. And you know what? I don't even remember what's in that bag, even though I definitely remember toiling over some of the crap I put in there. Granted, my room is still messy, and I still have too much stuff, and the bag sat outside my bedroom door for three or four days before I progressed it into the garage, and I didn't sell any of it and I'm not backpacking in Australia. But it helps.

shrug


This isn't what I set out to write about, but there it is. Let it be known that I feel like an idiot writing in this blog, writing as if someone might read it yet hoping that nobody reads it, at least not until I can get used to this and start making any sense per post.


okay I'm done

INTRO POST

Well hey I'm Venance but that's not my real name, I overuse the words "well" and "probably" and probably "awesome" as well.

I don't like talking about myself.

i also don't like using capital i's or periods

But I do it anyways.


I studied English with a concentration in writing and I have issues making deadlines/schedules for myself, so I'm starting a blog just to get myself writing. Exercise. I dunno what I'll write about but whatever it is it'll be better than yours.

(sometimes I use arrogance as a form of humor)

During college I took two years of German, so I have the international keyboard on, which means that when I make apostrophes I have to press space after the apostrophe before I type a vowel or else it'll do this:

ö

Which coincidentally looks exactly like my face when I'm about to fit an entire donut in my mouth. My computer thinks it should be spelled "doughnut" but I personally prefer donut and this is my blog and I do what I want.

I'm an aspiring copy editor and children's poetry writer. I wish I was as good at fiction as I am at research papers. I watch a lot of movies and not much TV. I dislike starting sentences with "I." Alas.




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