Winter break ain't all it's cracked up to be.
All through fall semester, students in universities nationwide eagerly await the end of the semester so they can have a great 5-week break. I'm no exception. Especially during the last 2-3 weeks before the semester was over, I couldn't wait for things to wind up, to take my finals and get my grades and get another semester's worth of credits under my educational belt. Since I'd started blogging right around that time, I particularly looked forward to having all sorts of time to blog all sorts of great, witty posts!
Obviously, that didn't happen. Instead of my magically becoming this orb of literary energy, I turned into a literal blob.
At least I didn't gain any weight. In fact, I actually lost two pounds, somehow.
"ALL THIS IS BORING, KELLY. GET TO YOUR GOOD STUFF ALREADY!"
Yes, I heard that. Although I haven't actually posted hardly anything lately, this blog has actually been on my mind daily. I've tried to think of things to write and... nothing. It's not that there's not plenty for me to write about. There's all sorts of funny anecdotes I could share; all sorts of posts that I probably will get to eventually. But right now, when I try to think of what to write, it feels kind of like trying to grab a cloud in your hands. You see it, you reach for it... but then just when you get to it... there's nothing.
Some of these issues most likely have to do with pharmacological issues that I SWEAR I'm going to write about soon... I've alluded to it before, and it WILL get posted. When it's funny. There's definitely a lot there that's funny.
Other issues include severe financial strains that weigh heavily on my mind. Yes, if I actually freaking stuck to posting regularly, some of that might be alleviated, but somehow that's not enough of an impetus for me right now, and I'm not sure why that is.
It's also definitely partly because I've been cooped up in this house for over a month. Probably if I'd gone for daily walks or something, I might not've gotten into quite this funk, but... as I've mentioned before, I'm a total klutz. And it's been horribly cold and icy most of this time; I probably would've gotten yet another sprained ankle (the original sprained ankle will be described in a future edition of "Walking, standing up, and other physical feats I fail at").
Hopefully my already-loyal readers haven't given up on me; and hopefully my future readers will have a lot to enjoy from me very soon.
I really take pride in trying to make things here as funny and light-hearted as possible, even if I talk about difficult topics sometimes. Unfortunately, this means that when I'm not feeling quite as funny as usual, I don't post anything. Thus far, I've stuck to my original promise of never deleting anything I post here, and if I spewed forth a bunch of emo bullshit, I'd definitely go back on that promise once I snapped out of this funk.
One of the main reasons that I avoided the whole blogging craze for so long was the tendency I noticed in a lot of blogs to turn it into some emo pity party. Seems to me that if you're so sad about stuff, just make it a private journal, even if it is online. Just the act of writing itself can be cathartic; writing a bunch of sad stuff and then inviting all your friends to look at it and play tiny violins for you is something I abhor.
Who knows. Maybe the simple act of my writing this post will give me some momentum to get going on this again. I sure hope so!
In the meantime, until I actually post something funny (well, at least funny to ME), I'm not going to share this on Facebook. If you stumble across this, especially if you're new to my blog, I'm sorry. This will hopefully be as close to a "pity party post" as I get. Especially since I really don't have anything to be sad about. Sure, my financial situation is horrible, but really, aside from that, my life is pretty damn good.
Anyway, I'll try not to be such a stranger!