hypocrisy

this blog-a-doosh. i don't want to make you mad, i don't want to hurt feelings but bloggin is weird to me. way weird.

i haven't yet decided what i want to do with this blog. this is awkward.

i have this theory that blogging is therapeutic, is it? i think that it can be.

i was thinking the other day about how i feel when im facebooking or reading blogs and stalking people like we all do on the world wide web now a days. what do i actually feel like after im done prodding into others lives?

i feel inadequate sometimes, and other times i feel sorry for others. sometimes i think this whole blog, facebook, myspace, twitter things is just people putting on a show for the world, their attempt to show the world how cool and exciting their life is compared to yours. i feel fayeaht when i don't put photos up of my sexy legs, or big boobs. my tweener body has come and gone, yours will come and go too. i am not poetic enough, im not a good enough writer for this. i feel like a crappy photographer when i look at others photos, but really they just have a nicer camera. i feel like i don't feel enough. where are all my feelings going, into the blogging world or are my feelings channeled where they are supposed to be.

i have bad grammar and i'm a terrible speller. i choose to make more paragraphs it looks nicer.

what is this? is this healthy?

i wonder if i tend to look at the profiles that are of people that i want to be like, or if i look more at the profiles of people that i don't want to be like and i feel bad for. survey starts now. its so fake haha. i laugh at it yet im doing it right now. i'd like to think that some people are real about it. my goal is to be as real as i possibly can. im an embarrassing fool jsyk. [just so you know] i just made that up. actually it was probably already invented.

case and point im a hypocrite.