Well, today I start my blog.

I've never had a blog before. I've heard about them, read about them, laughed at them, swore never to write a blog, yet here I am. I succumbed. I used to write in a journal every day when I was in junior high and sometimes in high school. I like to sometimes dig them out of my box and read them now and again, and it always brings a smile to my face as I wonder "What else did I do that day? How was I really feeling?" Because one never remembers those things. Journals/blogs/diaries/whatever are always good to have, I've decided. They're good outlets for bottled up emotion, and I'm just getting used to...oh, I don't know how to say it. Letting my feelings and thoughts known, to those who want to hear/read about them. A friend of mine once said something about blogs that moved me.

"I hate when I stumble upon a blog and I get all into it.. but then...it stops around 2005 or something. And it's like all fucked up. Because you have no idea what that person is doing anymore. Why did they stop? Are they dead? Did they have kids? What was so important that they had to leave their blog without notice? And it's always like "I know nobody is reading this" and they have no comments on their blog. But... I'm reading your blog.. you are not alone in cyber space. I am here with you. But where did you go? You left me all alone unsatisfied and inconclusive. =( It makes me sad... like looking at photos of friends you haven't seen since you were a kid. They put all this effort into doing a blog and they don't even fucking end it? Not even.. "maybe I'll be back later... thanks for sharing this moment on the internet with me". Man that's so irresponsible." -Julio

So yeah. Cool, hey. I'm not going to leave all my faithful readers in the dark. Lol. Well, thats all for tonight, folks. I'll keep this updated at least a few times a week. Ciao!