Good Morning, or more so good mid-morning. I once started a blog and well never continued it because of the lame but true excuse that school got in the way. Anyway, I want to start a new one, and hence here I am. I want this blog to be about everything more so than just for food and recipes. I want this blog to be about me and my life. I am at this post I have no followers and I am not quite sure if I want anyone to read this. I may make this public as time progresses. I am not much of a writer but I do need a way to express myself instead of trying to punch someone because frankly, I do not like violence and never want to get into a fight. Right now, I am trying to pick up the pieces of my hot mess of life. I went to this bar with my best friend and well she knocked some sense into me stating that well life is life. The boys we want especially at our age of (21) are more interested in getting laid more than being there and actually being a real person. I truly do not want a boyfriend because they are emotional wreck more than girls, but a boy to be there once in a while would be nice. But in their eyes that is friends with benefits and buddy I really do not want to go there. Then there are friends, the ones you think you know since you were little can be totally opposite of you. You think you know them but in reality it just could be that you are totally different from them and it just might not mesh. However, the fact that they have always been in your life good or bad, they are people that you love and you must forgive, forget and move on.
The name of this blog is the Golden Leaf. Golden indicating that everything can be perceived as perfect from the outside, which is how everyone puts up a front. Everything can be sugar coated just as every ugly item can be painted gold and suddenly be beautiful. The leaf indicates that everything is always changing just like the seasons but in the end everything comes back to a balance just like the leaves change from green to yellow to orange to brown to back to green.
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