OK....so I admit it. I have been a (gasp!!!) blog-stalker for quite some time. Probably over a year. It all started when my dad forwarded me a link to a former classmate's blog, so I could see pictures of her children. Then, for some unknown reason, I began linking into other blogs and stumbling across so many that I could relate to or that were just plain entertaining. I feel weird at times....kinda like a peeping tom! Like a crazy voyeur. I was tuning into certain blogs daily....just to see what outfit Clemsongirl was going to wear. Some people I felt like, for sure, we would be friends if we only lived closer and I wasn't spying on their life through their blog. A wonderful friend they definantly would be if only I weren't some crazy girl linking in and reading about their personal lives. But then, a wild thing happened. I started seeing other people who were just like me. I was introduced to the term "blog-stalker" and realized that I wasn't alone. I wasn't some wierdo that my mom would be ashamed of. I was normal...well, at least I wasn't alone.
So, I continued reading the blogs, never commenting, since I don't know them, and wishing I had some really interesting life to write about. Then, last night I decided....what the heck. These people are like me....that's why I relate to them. Their lives are probably very similar to mine, and if I have fun reading theirs, why not make my own. I have had a really traumatic rough year, and recently received a laptop, and have always loved writing, though I don't think I have a super-talent. Let's give it a whirl. I'll call it therapy. Blogging therapy.
So, here I am. My name is Pam. I am a Bog-Stalker. Nice to meet ya!
No comments:
Post a Comment