Before I start this insanely cringe-worthy post, I have a small request to make.
Pls. don’t curse or express your anger towards the heavens. I don’t think anyone up there appreciates it.
1.Thank the blogger(s) who nominated you and provide a link to their blog
Thank you Ebe for nominating me! Everyone please go check her out, she’s amazingly brilliant and definitely worth a follow.
2. Write a post to show your award
Well you’re reading it
3. Give a brief story of how your blog started
4.Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers and,
5.Select and link 15 other bloggers for this award, all of which is upcoming
6. Comment on each blog to let them know you nominated them which is honestly the most terrifying task ever. Please don’t expect me to do this. A ping-back to a post will appear as a comment anyways
A tale of beginnings:
Summer’8. Not 2008, but 8th grade. A bored and lonely girl in a loud and noisy city had just officially turned into a woman. Pros include increased confidence, Cons include increased confidence too. She got a unmanageable but cute haircut, and started a blog for her writings. Unfortunately, the confidence lasted only a little while and the blog even lesser. The password was forgotten without a single post being posted
Summer’9. Not 2009, but 9th grade. A young adult’s mother discovered her small book of small writings. She was so proud. So so proud. She convinced the girl to start another blog. But that was a blog more about aesthetically pleasing titles and less pleasing writings. Her confidence still wasn’t up to the mark so she write by a name ‘Nightingale’ Another reason that blog couldn’t continue was that she couldn’t write freely. Her mother and her had conflicting views on more than a few topics. She couldn’t express freely. Developing an intense dislike for Pahlaj Nilhani, she discarded Blog#2
Summer’10. Not 2010, but tenth grade. The stupidly cliche girl had started doubting her sexuality. She’d call herself straight but if given a chance would definitely make out with Cara Delevingne and Alia Bhat over Tom Hiddleston. She had written more this time and the present blog was finally started, but she still wasn’t confident enough with her actual name and wrote with ‘Julie’.
And that is the story of how I own three blogs with only one that is functional. I think you can guess the story after that. The third blog grew to be the one I’m using write now (haha geddit?)
Ouch. If you managed to read the entire thing without imagining yourself ripping out my arms, then you deserve an award. I apologize for the horrifyingly, cringe-worthy story.
Um don’t be fake and write stuff just to get more followers or likes. Write what you want to and when you want to. Don’t worry about posting twice in one day or not posting for weeks at a stretch. It your goddamn blog. You can write however the hell you want to.
Ignore the hate. You don’t have time for them if you’re busy loving the ones who love you too(trust me there are loads)
Uhm Uhm I’ve never actually spoken to majority of these people and I cannot for the love of God think of anyone else so HEY! HERE ARE 10 NOMINATIONS OF REALLY REALLY SWEET AND TALENTED PEOPLE WHO I WOULD LOVE TO GET TO KNOW
That’s it. You may curse now.