I realized if I spent way less time on facebook and more time writing on my blog, i would have a accomplished a lot more. Or would I? Is this blog really any better than facebook. I am begging to think that a blog is even more narcissistic. Mainly because on facebook I can interact with other people. And tell them that I like what they’re doing, and look at pictures of my friends/people i’ve never met. (no stalk) Whereas a blog is all about “look at me”, “look what I think”. “isn’t what I said there really ironic?”
I think if someone really was writing a blog for the sole reason of writing down their thoughts, they wouldn’t put it one the internet. I mean, I’m not going to put everything I think on the blog, I’d come across as a lunatic. Sometimes I forget not everyone thinks Like me, example:
So a couple of days ago here at Kathi’s house, I was drinking some ApfelSchorle at dinner time. Apfelschorle is carbonated apple juice, and I really like it because it reminds me of Sparking cider. And who doesn’t want to drink Sparkling Cider whenever you want? Anyways. The Apfel-drank is really really fizzy. Almost too much actually, because when you open a new bottle, no-matter what, it will fizz over and spill all over the counter. Kinda stupid on the Apfel-drank companies’ part. But it could be a conspiracy so you buy more. So i poured myself a glass while sitting at the table. I was taring at all the bubbles clinging to the sides of the cup, when I thought to myself, ” wow, it would be awesome if I was small enough to swim in side the cup, and the bubbels were the size of me. Then I could just stick my head into the bubbles and breath the air, without having to come to the surface when I run out of air.” obviously, to me, this is pretty logical. I laughed a bit to myself, and Tim asked me why. I told him, expecting him to think it was a good idea, and hopefully say “oh ya, that’d be really cool”. This is not what Tim did. Tim gave me a really strange look, and shook his head. Then Kathi’s little brother Philipp, asked what was going on in German. Tim explained it to him, while I shoved the cup under his face so he could see the bubbles i was talking about. Philipp thinks I’m crazy now.
Ciao,
GCP
