#BlogBeginning

[ld-pandamao]

Daily Report 4—11:45 PM, Monday, March 23rd, 2020

Today I got my first "like." If I remember correctly, it was on my post this morning about passion. It gives me strange, mixed feelings.

Of course, I feel positive emotions about it, though I cannot tell if I am happy or proud. However, part of me feels indignant. How ironic. I would probably be sad if that like got taken away in retaliation to this post, but it would be a logical course of action. On the other hand, I doubt that person will check back on this account. After all, I know how easy it is to scroll through Tumblr and "like" various posts.

Why do I feel exasperated? Should I not be grateful that somebody has recognized my work? I am. However, I believe that I do not deserve it. In fact, I had prepared myself to have no audience nor reaction for the first week, and then limited ones for the next month. After all, I have not earned anything. The morning post is an outline or plan of action for me, but to others, its value falls to that of an empty promise.

Funny. I told myself that I am not to make a big deal out of this, but perhaps I am.

Sure, a casual comment by a famous user might garner hundreds of times more "likes" than any impassioned speech of mine, but that would be rightfully so because that user would have worked and produced meaningful content to possess such a following in the first place. Meanwhile, I have done nothing, not yet, anyway.

What am I trying to accomplish with this post? I am not sure. I suppose I merely hoped to remind myself of humility and what I have not yet achieved, but also to explain that a single "like" may signify nothing.

...Well, I suppose it represents the public nature of this blog. Not much beyond that. Until I have attained even a fraction of what I set out to do, no feedback is worth anything. That is a good life motto, now that I think about it. Everything depends on my perception, my self-satisfaction. If I am unhappy with results and aim to strive for the better, why should I stop when I receive positive feedback from others? Vice versa, if I feel proud of an achievement, why should the words of others bring me down?

I lied: that is a terrible life motto. Granted, it is a good one for introverts like me—actually, I am an ambivert with a slight inclination towards introversion—to gain confidence, but it also cuts off the chance of a support system bringing up a person in the dumps. Similarly, it makes it nigh impossible to knock off an arrogant person from their high horse, which would be quite irksome.

Time for the report. I danced/did some light cardio—cardio used loosely because I am too lazy to search for exact definitions. Everything is semi-organized, I shall floss and try to sleep before 12:30.

[vaijayantheee]

i’m hella trippin

said everyone all the time, but i say so now, because i tried keeping this very same blog (chaitastrophicpeepalert.tumblr.com) a few months ago, and i didn’t write in it for too long, so it hella disappointed me and i just deleted the blog welp

But here i am again! And i hope i don’t delete this one 

(future me, please laugh out loud for this before deleting this blog- would be highly appreciated)

~MiraM

[shrinidhivinod-blog]

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[adenhamcreations]

Allow me to introduce myself.

"So... tell me about yourself."

This question is a guaranteed way to make me freeze up and stutter.

How do I define myself? What information would be beneficial for someone to know about me right off the bat? I mean, I could do a classic "I am" list:

I am:

-Amanda Denham -an Alabama resident - a bookworm - an artist - an aspiring writer/author - diagnosed with anxiety - a billing "specialist" for my 8 to 5 day job (that I love so much) - a control freak masquerading as a chill person - obsessed with self-imposed goals - hopefully the best friend/person I can be to those I love

Okay, cool. There's my neat little list of what I "am." And I bet most people would be satisfied with it. The real person version of this would be me actually blurting out:

"Uh... I'm a twenty-nine year old just trying to achieve things and be an adult when I still feel like I'm too young for this stuff. Every time I pay a bill, I'm extremely proud of myself. I like lists and checking boxes and pretending I'm this hugely 'together' person..." As the person I'm talking to slowly slinks away in terror.

But hey, you can't win them all, right?   

However, since this is a blog and not a face-to-face conversation, it's a little easier to ramble and feel okay about it. For example, the WHOLE POINT of this blog is to talk about one specific goal that I haven't mentioned yet: My book. I have written a young adult novel that will hopefully be published soon. I want to garner support and share it with anyone who will have me. I'll be posting about inspirations, the process, and most likely some art relating to the book (the whole idea started out as an obsessive series of drawings of the main character).

So please, if you're interested, follow me on this journey. I'll be posting more blogs about the actual book itself soon, along with some art.

Thanks for reading this... if you decided to stay for this long, friend!

[mcmjohnny-blog]

The Chronicles of MCMJohnny

Bio Age: 26 Sex: Male Height: 6′1 Weight: 200 lbs Education: College Graduate BS Criminology Occupation: Not where I want to be.

[lulu-at-a-zebra-called-spot]

A few days ago, I was watching a Ted Talk by Meera Vijayann. While the focus was on the very worthy topic of finding one's voice against gender violence, something else struck me. Hard.

While I consider myself to be a feminist, the topic of empowerment always seems to leave me feeling though I am a spectator, cheering on women overcoming tough obstacles and finding their strength, but never really being part of the journey. I have thus far been lucky enough to avoid some of the more horrifying ordeals which many women have endured. I have dealt with my own share of troubles regarding more subtle variations of gender inequality, but on a whole I consider myself to be fortunate.

But when topic of empowering oneself came about, the following words struck me:

'No-one ever tells you that true empowerments comes from giving yourself the permission to think and act. Empowerment is often made out to be an ideal… some wonderful outcome…'

Is my perception of empowerment more of an ideal than a living, breathing way of life? And, chillingly, am I truly empowered?

In responding to a journalist who covered a tough personal experience, Vijayann mentioned she experienced self doubt. She could approach it from vastly differing perspectives, so which should she pick? I realized that I approach an issue in the following way: as thoughts flow through my mind and an internal debate rages (complete with pious nosed opposition candidates and echoing, indignant tones); I empathize with various perspectives and deliberate on the logic associated with each. Sometimes I balk at the stupidity of certain opinions and then try to understand where the logic dropped off or where the noble emotion got twisted. I simmer. And then I choose silence.

I know I have a brain and can speak with confidence if my opinion is asked, and depending on the crowd, I can adopt the most pleasing perspective. I realized that I have not been silent - I've been, when I hit the right note, what people describe as 'educated and charming'.

I experience self-doubt. I am afraid that I am less informed than others. I am afraid that my opinions may be naive. When did everybody else become the expert and I become unsure? I am afraid of being wrong. When did it become ok for others to make mistakes, but not for me? I am afraid of offending others. I am afraid of trampling on others. When did everybody else get the right to discourse and I become a smiling puppet? I am afraid of being stupid. When did everybody else become right and genius? I feel as though everybody else is in the debate and I am left out in the hall. When did everybody else get their tickets and I get their echoes? Part of the problem is that I have perhaps given too much power to my perception of 'everybody else'. As Vijayann so aptly put it: 'the first step to empowerment is to give yourself the authority, the key to independent will.' I realize that, while society plays a part, I have chosen not to have a voice. I have positioned myself as one of an entity of people who 'deny themselves rights'. While others have differing reasons for this, I got a new and reassuring inkling that I am not alone.

When Vijayann said 'true empowerment comes from giving yourself the permission to think and act,' I decided to take action. Starting this blog is my first shaky whisper. I hope to one day roar.

P.S. I would like this blog to be a collection of my own hopeful, nostalgic, fanciful treasures. I hope to find my voice, not a consistent voice for for a blog.

[ld-pandamao]

On Passion—11:30 AM, Monday, March 23rd, 2020

I am going to revisit why I wanted to start a blog. The answer varies. I doubt I will finish explaining all of them in this post.

I love passionate people. I love seeing the way somebody’s eyes light up when they start talking about their passion or the amazing products they can make as a result of their passion. I want that for myself, I suppose. Not that I do not have passions, but that I do not express them, and they are only interests because I have not put as much time into all of them as I see certain people do.

Once I find that passion, I want to share it with others. Passion is like a flame: it inspires passion in others, from person to person, whether in person or through books or videos... Like with lighting a match, it does not always work the first time. Sometimes I might pass through the largest bonfire without noticing. Is that not all the more reason to promote it? Sometimes, I do not see something until somebody else points it out to me. Is that not all the more reason to talk about the amazing accomplishments of others?

Thus, the second reason for my blog is my desire to promote anything and everything that interests me, so that at least one more person may see it, so that their lives may be enriched. Granted, many of the things I want to promote already have extensive fanbases, so it might seem redundant to keep promoting them. However, the purpose is not necessary to pull people into a fanbase—though it definitely can be—but to allow more lives to be touched by various products. Similarly, it is not unnecessary to talk about something that is already spectacular; by pointing out the details I love about something, I might be pointing out the details to somebody who would not have seen it before.

Thirdly, I want to build communities. That is not quite true, I suppose. Preexisting fanbases have preexisting communities. Then, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that I want to add another platform? I wonder... After all, for me, it can be difficult to jump into a community. Forums are easier to manage, but instant messaging is incredibly hard to keep up with.

Those are all big dreams for a blog that has not done anything yet. That is okay. At least, this post helped me reevaluate why I wanted to make a blog and better organize my next actions in my head.

The only problem, perhaps, is fear. Of course, there are time restrictions an ability restrictions, as with any endeavor. However, paranoia and anxiety are why I have not been able to post about anything substantial yet. I am terrified of judgment. Furthermore, I am selfish. As much as I want to promote others through my blog, I also want to establish my presence first, for a week, a month? ...More on this tonight, I suppose.

[ld-pandamao]

The Irony of a Blog—10:49PM Thursday, March 19th, 2020

I’ve had a fixation with documenting parts of my life now—the good and the bad, the exciting and the mundane—but almost always in journals, cardboard-bound sheets of paper where the cover runs out of tenacity before the pages run out of capacity. They were nice. However, I lacked the patience and time to keep them updated, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that I was always too caught up in experiencing life, eyes wide open with wonder at the world, mind filled with questions, hands too small to catch the weight of all my falling dreams, even as each attempt streaked past in shining streaks of shooting stars...

There were many things that I wanted to do, many of them I still want, but with an increase in logic comes a more grounded feeling, and I realize now that time is limited and that it doesn’t matter how much I want something or even how much I work for it; sometimes, it’s all about timing and luck, though I don’t want to discount others’ hard work—hard work is a huge element, but I’d say luck and timing are often the tipping stone.

I’m on a tangent. The point is... time is limited and precious, and I waste it all the time, so I haven’t done much with my life yet. For me, this... blog(?) exists to keep me grounded, maybe because of the possibly false hope that posting my daily things online somewhere will hold me more accountable for how I spend my time, but maybe something else too. I’m not going to say that I’ll have more time for writing here than a journal; in fact, it’ll be harder because it won’t be as portable. However, I believe I’ll be able to be more efficient with the allotted time.

From a logical efficiency standpoint, anything digital might be better. According to the vague numbers in my memory from that one time I looked this up, writing speeds tend to max out at thirty words per minute. Meanwhile, I’m one of the people lucky enough to have a typing speed of 70 to 80 words per minute. Of course, there are various other variables—I won’t be typing at my max speed the whole time and I need to stop to think about what I type and my typing speed might not be consistent between my laptop and iPad—but I’d say it’s a reasonable assumption.

However, digitalizing personal thoughts causes a drastic decrease in security, especially when it involves posting such musings online—I mean who’s dumb enough to do that, right? Certainly, I realized the above argument about efficiency many years ago, but similarly, years ago—I can’t remember exactly—my father warned me to not digitalize such thoughts, not even a Word document on a flash drive. There’s definitely merit to that precaution, but now I’m breaking all the rules and exposing myself online, apparently. The irony of it all... Thus begins the first 500 words of my blog.

[ld-pandamao]

Month 2—11:50 AM, Thursday, April 16th, 2020

        I believe today is the first day of the second month, going by a 28-day month schedule. Of course, that doesn't line up with the number of days in a year, so I guess I'm going to be following a schedule of 13 months and 1 day per year now.

        Eh. I will work it out. Maybe.

        I do not remember the extent to which I expanded on my Foundational Format in previous posts, so I am going over it again now. It contains the Foundational Week and Foundational Month, though I am still deciding if I want there to be a Foundational Year or not. Logically, the number of topics that I may talk about will taper off over the years but considering that my plan for this first year only includes four Foundational Months—16 new topics in total—I will probably have a lot to talk about even a decade down the line.

        ...Foundational Decade? I'm not going to get too deep into that. Besides, it will feel a bit too much like a Five-Year Plan, which, while good in many circumstances, seems a little bit too systematized for how I want my blog to be.

        Anyways, I guess this year will contain four seasons—each of which is three months long—a bonus month, and a bonus day. In each season, the first month will be a Foundational Month, while the second month is spent on developing topics introduced in the previous months, though not in 7-day chunks. The topics will be chosen arbitrarily each day based on what I feel like writing about, but there should be seven posts for each topic at the end of the month. The third month is kind of the freedom month, where I can talk about any topic, including ones from other seasons, provided that they have already had a foundational week. In future years, I may change the seasons to be four months long, so that the last two months are the random previous topic months.

        I'm not sure what my plans will be for the bonus month and bonus day. I do not necessarily want to put them at the end of the four seasons though, so I suppose the bonus month of this year will go directly after this season.

        This may seem confusing, but that is okay. As long as I understand it, it is fine, since this is mainly just a blueprint or roadmap for myself.

        Hm... maybe the bonus month can be for blog development, like renovations or something. I could put some time into learning HTML and try to make my own Tumblr theme. It could also be a month where I try to introduce new media to the blog, like pictures or videos. Well, I am not sure how it will turn out, but I am excited.

        As for the bonus day. I guess that will be a random day that may happen at anytime. Let us see where this goes!

[ld-pandamao]

Closing Out BlogBeginning—11:50 AM, March 25th, 2020

      Now that my mood has stabilized again, part of me wants to delete that post from last night, but then I would fail the goal of two posts per day. I am quite surprised. I forgot that I started this blog on a Thursday and not a Friday, but now I know that this is the last post of the first foundational week, which focused on beginning the blog. Just a little bit, I am proud and happy to have persisted with this project for almost a week. The next milestone will be the foundational month. I hope I can see this through.

      I have not established much in the way of blog setup. Indeed, all I have described in the past few posts have been over the somewhat secretive nature of this blog and the foundational format, so I suppose it is time to expound on some other parts of "BlogBeginning."

      For me, writing that first post, promising a post frequency to myself, and sticking to it was the most crucial. Even if the topics covered were vague, weird, or random, at least there was something. It is better to have a small habit on which I could improve gradually than to aim for perfection from the outset, because oftentimes, perfection is unattainable, and may only be approached, not touched, through practice and failures.

      I believe that almost everybody could have something substantial to write about. As in, most people potentially have something substantial to write about. However, the delivery and writing style are very important; sometimes the best concepts can be held back by mediocre language. I will not go as far as to say that my writing style is amazing, but it is decent, enough to serve my purposes for now, anyway.

      I will say that I put a bit of consideration into my blog before I began. Initially, I spent a good while debating the platform I wanted to use, and I believe they ranged across Tumblr, Weebly, Wix, Wordpress.com, and Wordpress.org: there is a difference between the latter two, but I do not remember the details. I ended up narrowing down my choices to Tumblr and Weebly since both of those offered unlimited storage with no extra charge. Of course, storage should not be an issue for a long while, especially if I choose to only post text, but there is no harm in foresight.

      I ultimately went with Tumblr because of its more minimalistic format. With Weebly, I would have been caught up in the various themes and formats instead of having the leisure to focus on my content. That is not to say that I dislike Weebly; if I ever choose to expand, Weebly will probably be my first choice. I suppose part of me was also attracted to the idea of learning HTML through trying to format Tumblr, but the two hours I spent attempting to make a dropdown may have changed that slightly.

      So ends BlogBeginnings, the first chapter of Blogging.

[ld-pandamao]

Foundational Format—11:10 AM, Tuesday, March 24th, 2020

As should be evident from my previous posts, I have a decent amount of paranoia and anxiety. The attention, albeit very limited, that this blog has garnered is disturbing. Statistically speaking, there is little chance that the first people who have come across these blogs will "like" or "follow," meaning that more people have seen these posts. I find it odd because once more, my posts contain nothing substantial. Perhaps it is an algorithm used by Tumblr? Even then, it makes little sense. Tumblr gains revenue by keeping people occupied and interested in other users; why would it redirect people to these posts? Enough with the conspiracy theories.

As promised, today's morning post serves to expound on the future format of this blog. While I probably should have viewed other successful blogs for reference, I have not, so everything from here to the end of the post are my original ideas, or so I believe them to be, for better or worse.

I am thinking of creating a foundational format as in a foundational week and foundational month. The previous sentence will make more sense with time, hopefully.

I will implement the foundational week whenever a new development occurs. To illustrate, I am spending a week on solely myself and outlining the blog for the first week. Next week, I will introduce a topic, which I will focus on for another week, before transitioning to a week where I alternate between pre-established ones from foundational weeks.

However, considering that this blog has just begun and has little to none topics with foundations, I will also implement a foundational month, that is, four continuous weeks of foundational weeks. The foundational month, whenever applied, will require a development month immediately following, wherein there are no foundational weeks for the next four weeks; all posts—barring evening daily record ones—are dedicated to the development of topics from the foundational month.

While I may be inclined to elaborate on the foundational format in future posts, I will stop here for today, since I already have a clear idea of what I want.

The first topic of this first foundational month, as probably already evident, will be on the development of the blog, tentatively dubbed "BlogBeginnings." I am debating the necessity of another foundational week to transition the next chapter of "BlogDevelopment," or whatever it will be.

I have separated the content I wish to cover into three general categories: "Academic Core," "Personal Expression," and "Recommendations." My blog content will also include random, possibly more personal elements. Thus, there will be a different general category for each week of the foundational month. Also, I am not going back to my previous posts to change tags, though the new ones might undergo constant change.

For Academic Core, I was tempted to use math, not the fun but challenging calculus, but mind-numbing, redundant, geometry to lose public attention. However, some people might be looking for that. Thus, the second topic of the foundational month shall be foreign languages.

[ld-pandamao]

Daily Report 3—11:35 PM, Sunday, March 22nd, 2020

     Life is very fickle. Perhaps it is I that is fickle. After all, I am the passionate practitioner of escapism that constantly attempts to run away from all my problems. Alas, nothing is that simple. "You can run, but you can't hide," and all of that jazz.

     My writing has become a lot more colloquial. I wonder if it is because I am typing on a time crunch--yes, I dragged this out until eleven again—or if I take on a different personality at nighttime.

     Anyways, I did not exercise today. The soreness in my calves has been really bothering me. I think I might try to do a thirty-minute session of interval training tomorrow despite that. Simultaneously, I am debating skipping it because there is so much more I have to do, and even more that I want to do. I doubt that is proper justification though; I lazed around today with all of my "free time," so I doubt taking out an hour for exercise would significantly change the amount of work I accomplish tomorrow.

     On the bright side, I misinterpreted one of my deadlines and completed one about a whole twenty-four hours and a half early. However, it was not my best work. In fact, I would say that I kind of gave up at the end and half-heartedly met the requirements. No matter, I will get more chances to review it for the final submission because that was just a checkpoint.

     The past versions of me would be ashamed of how flippant I am being. I used to believe in putting in my best work all the time, and to an extent, I still do. However, I am also very tired. Not physically speaking, but mentally, maybe spiritually... I do not want to get into religion on this blog, not yet at least. It seems like a very controversial topic, and getting into controversial topics is one of the easiest ways to quickly garner hate. Take politics, for instance.

     ...I should take that last sentence out. Why? Nobody is reading this anyway, and nobody will be reading this for possibly years. I will not deny that I am not hoping for this blog to get big, but it probably will not. Anyways, by the time a few years have passed, my opinions might have changed. Thus, I should not be held accountable for anything I say here, except maybe my terrible lifestyle choices.

     I am working on correcting them!

     Speaking of which, I have a two-day streak of flossing, and I am simultaneously too much and not enough proud of the fact. My organization... it keeps fluctuating. There is still more to do, definitely, but for now, I might just concentrate on accomplishing some of the required tasks I need to do first.

     As seen from the ramblings earlier today, I am debating beginning my blog on Language. Now, shall I discuss foreign languages or English? Grammar rules, vocabulary, or interesting facts? All are questions for tomorrow.

[ld-pandamao]

Forging Onwards—11:15 AM, Sunday, March 22nd, 2020

Part of me thinks it might have been a bad idea to start a blog without having a setup for it in mind previously. Granted, I drafted out many concepts and ideas, but those are all in my head, and I have no plan for implementation. Nothing is really hard, but... Right now, I have a lot of concerns and obligations that I need to tend to, so I wonder if maybe I am overextending myself with trying to do this as well. This feels very juvenile because I have not even accomplished anything yet, and I am already backing down, somewhat. I do not want that. At the same time, I do not wish to dedicate too much effort into this when many other parts of my life are crashing down.

So much for wanting to conceal parts of myself to not be judged. I have already established my somewhat dramatic take on life and the oversensitivity I have to minor occurrences. The judging is inevitable.

I used to say, of any hobby, that once the hobby becomes more like a chore than entertainment, it should be dropped. This time, I do not want that. All the previous times, with all the games I played or projects I took, I did not want it either, but this time might be perhaps one of the most passionate instances.

Two posts. 500 words each. That is nothing. All I am doing is steadily word-vomiting onto a page, onto a device, at relatively set intervals. If I cannot even accomplish this, then what can I do? How could I claim to have the ability, the tenacity to hold out to reach my larger, more ostentatious goals if I fail even simple endeavors like this one? So now I write.

Undoubtedly, this is easier than the structured papers I have to write for formal occasions. In a way, I have almost abandoned all pretenses, because it seems to me as if my writing quality decreases with each post. Nonetheless, I shall forge onwards. Perhaps I can make this work. I hope I can make this work.

My paragraphs are shorter now and my syntax simpler. I no longer use semicolons nor colons. My questions are far too many. I had fragments in this piece earlier, though it could be argued that they were a stylistic choice.

Once the first week is up, I will be introducing topics other than myself. I have yet to decide the topic, but I believe a week is the first checkpoint. A month shall be a review point, for me to see if I like where all of this is going.

I should start with education, I suppose. It is a general topic that many people may relate to, although it might be a little bland. I believe the main clusters are Math, Language, Science, and Social Studies. Math is a bit stereotypical and Social Studies is not my forte. Actually, all are stereotypical; they are school subjects.

[ld-pandamao]

Daily Report 14—11:35 PM, Thursday, April 2nd, 2020

        I give up. There is less than an hour left, but over three-quarters of the Memrise points to go. I would not have made it, despite my best attempts, especially not with my mind in its current state of disarray.

        Each attempt at waking up earlier has been another drop in my stress bucket and sleep debt, without pushing my bedtime forward. It seems like I am always late, always off schedule, but the reality is that sometimes, I just want to make the most of every minute. I want to accomplish all the things I cannot. I aspire to use all my time efficiently, but instead I can only get fired up when the deadline nears.

        I do work when the deadline is not there, but somehow, having a deadline makes me much more focused.

        Ultimately, today I had to give up my Memrise streak for the sake of meeting this deadline. There are also so many deadlines I have tomorrow, so I must sleep early, or try to sleep at twelve, I guess. After all, I will probably be making myself wake up at seven again tomorrow, so I best rest my head early tonight.

        Slowly, the adrenaline has begun seeping out of me.

        KawaiiNihongo threw my schedule off. Rather than selecting characters, it moved onto typing hiragana, which was good and all, but the method used was so primitive. It shaved off so much of my time, leaving me none for Memrise, and that's how I am here, with a slight migraine.

        To be fair, I believe that migraines come with overloading oneself on language. I have numerous memories of getting my head numbed or being put to sleep by listening to a faster than usual Spanish audio or skimming an article in Spanish after having already done brain-strenuous activities.

        I also remember getting put to sleep by math explanations before high school and physics lectures, though the latter may also have been caused by my sleep deprivation due to high school. Perhaps certain migraines serve as signs of stress and improvement in the same way that muscle soreness does.

        Speaking of muscle soreness, I did the thirty minute HIIT again today as well as some other strengthening exercises from tutorials for an additional thirty minutes and another thirty minutes of self guided exercise, though not all in one session. I am no longer as winded by the same HIIT video, though my increased heart rate and light sheen of sweat afterwards prove that it still retains effectiveness. I suppose that might count as improvement.

        I am unsure of what to add to my Daily Report in correlation with the new topic of FRC.

        For BlogBeginnings, I added basic exercise and hygiene and ForeignLanguageResources saw the introduction of my daily practice with language practice.

        Even if I could think of something to add, my schedule is packed enough as is, and I still have been unable to meet the sleep goal or the language goal. How pitiful.