Blogging stresses me out.
There is so much pressure to write about something people might want to read about.
And even MORE to write it well.
But i gotta tell you, i dont have anything interesting to write about. Ever.
And if by some strange twist of my life I do, I'm not very good at writing it in a way that actually gets the message across effectively.
So I'd really like to stop blogging.
But in some weird way it seems like the end of my blog would be the end of some phase of my life.
I dont know what phase, but it just seems so final.
I mean, this blog and I have been through a lot. I started it back in 8th grade when I spent most of my time pouring my heart out onto a computer, feeling sorry for myself, and complaining.
I've blogged about boys and breakups.
I've blogged about cheerleading and school.
Trips I've taken and mistakes I've made.
What I think about God and what I think about high school.
And it's taken me all the way to my senior year now.
But I'm over the "tell you all my problems" blogs. And I'm over the "bitch about everything and everyone" blogs. And I'm definently over the "here's my personal life and all my boy problems: please read" blogs.
So it seems I'm blogless.
I could blog about how I just cut 9 inches off of my hair and I think I like it. Or how I'm going to Padre in a few weeks. Or how senior year is going to be amazing and I cant wait for football season.
But once again. Not interesting or blogworthy. So maybe I'll stop blogging. Or maybe I wont, i'm not sure yet. But I just want you to know that I'm not ignoring the blog because I want to - I just have to. I cant handle all the pressure.