The Madness Begins
Well, will ya look at this. Amidst the shambles of this semi-completed blog page, whilst the gap year has already begun, Hannah Pulcherrima (hey, my Latin teacher called me that, not me) has hopefully figured out how to post proper blogstuffs, and prepareth to unleash herself on the world.
We'll see. Anyhow, this is gonna be fun. (fact: in case you didn't notice or know, I rather like Star Trek. If not, this is gonna be a long journey together.)
(coming on a little strong with the Trekkieness already, aren't we)
(whatEVER)
This page will serve me, over the next Year of Gapness (henceforth how it shalt be referred to), as a convenient method of documentation (GOTTA PROVE I DID SOMETHING WITH MY LYFE DURING MY GAP EY NCSU? ALRIGHT THEN, BY GOLLY I WILL *throws oreo*).
(another fact: I have a love-hate relationship with Oreos)
(they don't care about info like that Hannah, what even)
I'll be updating OML (on-my-life) every Saturday or Sunday--being the indecisive person that I am, I don't know yet. Waiting for my cat to tell me which one. (just kidding, he's asleep) ThEn, on another chance weekday (no doubt when I feel most adventuroush and inshpiredd), I think I'll end up writing about something special. Or random. Or whatever I feeeel. It all depends, to be entirely honest.
(yet another fact: I am a picky adventurer on the quest for the dankest memes. This gives my blog a W Advisory (W for weird). You've been warned. I also am an active Dossler of Jambos (see Rustler of Jimmies), though I will try and tone it down for the children.)
("but I don't have any children")
(shut UP Hannah, we're trying to make a good first blog post. It's gotta be perfect)
("you know what would be perfect? a red velvet cake, but as a giant fluffy pillow")
(just....no. Go away for now.)
I don't feel like giving perspective on who I actually am--still have to actually make this blog usable, etc, much less blather about moi--plus, this is the Internet. (for all you know, I'm lyyyyin, and don't even exist. Ha.) And I especially don't want it to be a one-sided fact spew (guess who doesn't like journalling regularly *whale sound* this girrrll), which is something I often end up doing.
(speaking of which, ever heard of Cake Wrecks? Man, that was my entertainment of choices several years ago)
(ok, cool Hannah, now back to the script, c'mon)
Anyways, as a result, expect these archives to be vague, varied in content, style, and length, seemingly out of context, confusingly referential, and who knows what else. Still working on the disclaimer labels, gimme time. B-)
(can't stop, won't stop)
(*sigh* I'm not usually this way. Let's just finish the post.)
Alrighty--maybe this'll just be me, talking to myself on here, but hey, it's documentation. And I do plenty of talking to myself in real life, anyways. Still coming up with ideas for this hot mess of a blogspot (different corners/pages? a different name? whooo knoowwwws) Till later, Mr. (or Ms.) Nobody.
Feel like this blog is already becoming stereotypical. *sigh* Will try to avoid the basicness I so greatly dread, though. I think this'll still be good.
Bah. (my signature farewell, don't question it)
~me
(Behold! An old, grainy picture of me since I don't feel like posting an updated mug shot. Also, it's a picture of me that I actually like. Yay.)
We'll see. Anyhow, this is gonna be fun. (fact: in case you didn't notice or know, I rather like Star Trek. If not, this is gonna be a long journey together.)
(coming on a little strong with the Trekkieness already, aren't we)
(whatEVER)
This page will serve me, over the next Year of Gapness (henceforth how it shalt be referred to), as a convenient method of documentation (GOTTA PROVE I DID SOMETHING WITH MY LYFE DURING MY GAP EY NCSU? ALRIGHT THEN, BY GOLLY I WILL *throws oreo*).
(another fact: I have a love-hate relationship with Oreos)
(they don't care about info like that Hannah, what even)
I'll be updating OML (on-my-life) every Saturday or Sunday--being the indecisive person that I am, I don't know yet. Waiting for my cat to tell me which one. (just kidding, he's asleep) ThEn, on another chance weekday (no doubt when I feel most adventuroush and inshpiredd), I think I'll end up writing about something special. Or random. Or whatever I feeeel. It all depends, to be entirely honest.
(shut UP Hannah, we're trying to make a good first blog post. It's gotta be perfect)
("you know what would be perfect? a red velvet cake, but as a giant fluffy pillow")
(just....no. Go away for now.)
I don't feel like giving perspective on who I actually am--still have to actually make this blog usable, etc, much less blather about moi--plus, this is the Internet. (for all you know, I'm lyyyyin, and don't even exist. Ha.) And I especially don't want it to be a one-sided fact spew (guess who doesn't like journalling regularly *whale sound* this girrrll), which is something I often end up doing.
(ok, cool Hannah, now back to the script, c'mon)
Anyways, as a result, expect these archives to be vague, varied in content, style, and length, seemingly out of context, confusingly referential, and who knows what else. Still working on the disclaimer labels, gimme time. B-)
(can't stop, won't stop)
(*sigh* I'm not usually this way. Let's just finish the post.)
Alrighty--maybe this'll just be me, talking to myself on here, but hey, it's documentation. And I do plenty of talking to myself in real life, anyways. Still coming up with ideas for this hot mess of a blogspot (different corners/pages? a different name? whooo knoowwwws) Till later, Mr. (or Ms.) Nobody.
Feel like this blog is already becoming stereotypical. *sigh* Will try to avoid the basicness I so greatly dread, though. I think this'll still be good.
Bah. (my signature farewell, don't question it)
~me
(Behold! An old, grainy picture of me since I don't feel like posting an updated mug shot. Also, it's a picture of me that I actually like. Yay.)
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