One Year On...

It's been a year to the day since I restarted my blog. And that means quite a bit- time passes pretty darn quickly and also- I've known my twitter pals for pretty much a year now! I gotta tell ya- I didn't even notice the time passing all that much, and yet- when I started using twitter last year- it was on an account I'd created previously and promptly forgotten about. The account had maybe 30 tweets total- if that, and they comprised of silly things such as "I've won a eunuch holding shield- that's a eunuch holding a shield- not a shield that holds eunuchs" and mostly @ messages to my pal @cazarra about nothing. Since last January I have managed to pull the number of tweets up to over 19,000!

Ok, so I'm wondering how I managed to do this- what could I possibly have been talking about?! I don't exactly have a very interesting internal (and it appears, external) monologue- I'm not a famous person who can say "I went to dinner today" and have a gazillion people asking when/where/what did you eat or making quips about everything I do- I have no excuse to tweet hundreds of people or anything- and nor should I. I don't think I particularly have words of wisdom to impart on people- and I certainly don't have a way with words, they barely work for me at the best of times. I can read a script back, memorise lines from movies and plays and lyrics from songs- but I don't pull clever discourse out of my backside or anything...

In the beginning of this blog- which I have not taken down because I find it interesting to see how little or how much I have changed since I was 15 years old- I dare you to read those posts and not cringe on my behalf- I spoke about everything and nothing. I have absolutely no sense of grammar, which I know isn't all that astonishing considering how I write now, but I truly believe I was that girl (maybe I still am!) who is the most annoying fangirl teen on the internet- you know the one I mean? the one you avoid at all costs and ruthlessly mock with sarcasm and clever words that fly over her head? I was completely and totally her, I believe it. I hope I've grown up a little at least, if only evolved from that particular stage of being.

Once again I have been inflicted with the horrible case of not really having anything legitimate to write about, and so will leave you to your own devices, I merely wanted to commemorate this anniversary of my return to the web. :)

Written Badly by Naomi Wong