(I promise I will start using a different title eventually. But trust me, using this title one more time will make sense. Honest.)
I am, by my very nature, a lurker.* I’m the consummate wallflower, a constant observer absorbing everything I can about the world around me. But while I comment in my own head about what I observe, I don’t really feel the need to comment out loud. I read articles, I follow blogs, I read Twitter posts, but I don’t say anything because a) website comment sections are truly scary and b) why? For much the same reason that Prof. Groom doesn’t feel the need to get a cellphone, I don’t feel the need to comment. Who am I to say anything about what anyone else says? So I lurk, learning and retaining mountains of largely useless information.**
Which is directly contradicted by the fact that I’ve been blogging for nearly 10 years. I started on deadjournal.com and slowly made my way to Blogger in February of 2005. I can search within that blog for nearly ever major landmark event in my life and can give an approximate date to when those things happen. I lay bare for anyone who wants to read it, my entire life in that blog. While I’m embarrassed by four or so years of what I wrote about, anyone*** can read about my avid fangirliness for a number of topics during that time simply by googling the right terms. But how does this effect anything outside my personal life? It doesn’t. I blog to keep a record of my life so that when I get older I can look back and remember what I was like when I was fifteen, twenty, twenty-five. Alzheimer’s runs in my family, so I would like to know that for better or worse there’s a record of my doings for people to remember me by. Because as much as I lurk, I still want to be remembered.
So what of academia? In as much as I blog about anything, I blog about my classes. I don’t blog about each of my classes to the extent that I suspect Prof. Groom will be wanting us to blog about this class, but I do talk about what I’m doing in school. Of all the things we’ll be expected to do, I suspect for me that blogging about every step I take in this class will be the hardest thing to do.
I don’t blog as much as I use to for many reasons. The biggest hope I have for this class is that I will start blogging more because I’ll be inspired to blog more, instead of because I feel bad or whatever. And now, just to prove a point, here’s a bunch of media stuff. Enjoy.
(one of my favourite videos of all time)
(one my favourite movies that I saw last year)
*In classic internet parlance. Other synonyms include leech, which is probably accurate to a certain extent.
**Or useless at this point in time. Perhaps sometime in the future the useless things I know will be handy. I doubt it, but you never know.
***I’ve actually thought this through, at least in certain aspects and I just hope that no one looking to hire me figures out that the crazy blog they’re looking is written my yours truly. Because if they ever did, there’s a good chance no one would hire me.