Who? What? When? Where? Why?

Somehow the why doesn't seem to fit on the end of the who what when where. It doesn't flow. Strange. Whenever I click on the just updated blogs, they always seem to have a point to them, or maybe thats because I click the blogs with the interesting looking titles, who knows? So I was wondering what is the point of my blog? Why do I keep up the pretence of writing it? It isn't in the least bit informative, its rather dull actually. I read back through it and realise how bad my essay writing skills must be! I am not really telling anyone about my life because this is such a superficial part of it. It is a basic list of things that I have done over the past year or so, but nothing more. How does one put ones life on paper? Or on the internet in this case? I do not think it is possible, so much is lost of the pure essence of things. I don't write about most of my day to day happenings anyhow, who would be interested? And by the time I remember to update this journal, I have forgotten the small things that made life interesting and enjoyable at that time. I must admit that I have never put in a great deal of effort into the writing of a post, but I am also lacking most of the eloquence and style that some of you possess. I suppose that i have never been a natural at recording the happenings of my life, ie. I have never been organised or motivated enough to write in a journal, other than a couple of times when I was very upset, or someone told me something that shocked me deeply. I think that that amounts to a total of aprox 3 times! I tried to start a diary once when I was 12 or 13 I think, it lasted a grand total of 2 days! Commitment obviously isn't one of my stengths!!

Well done if you made it this far, I didn't! I'm off to bed! Good night, I love you all! :-)