Last night I was just in a bad mood for one reason or another... Let me kind of backtrack a little bit.
So I had just relaunched my blog and decided to create a facebook page. I thought "ohhh I've seen other bloggers with facebook pages. This could help the blog grow a little bit- I could be a little more interactive with everyone on there... they might actually care about what I'm posting a little more... it'll be super great!" Plus I thought that maybe this would be the sort of "kick in the butt" that I needed to actually make the blogs a little bit better... maybe even a bit more personal. So... this just seemed like a good idea.
Then I made the page... and I didn't want to invite people at first because I was like "eh- that's annoying. I never go to pages people invite me to. I'm just going to kind of post it on my personal facebook page and maybe people will follow me there. And that didn't seem to work. My mom's friend followed me... but no one else did.
So I ended up inviting 8 people I think to like my page... and 2 people did! So... that was good! And I'm not too worried about anything else.
But that kind of got me a little shook... I thought "who am I to have a facebook page to like? I'm not worthy of this! I'm a mediocre blogger at best... I don't think any of these people will actually read my blog or care about it and... this is just going to make me feel worse about myself and make this put more pressure on myself.
And then something else happened... and someone said something mean to me. They didn't mean to... it wasn't even really that mean and I could understand where the person was coming from... but basically it kind of insulted something that I do every single day, something I do more than this other person does and something that overall I think I did a pretty awesome job of... and then that just kind of made me question the writing thing more. It made me question everything about my life way more... and it just frustrated me... put me in a weird mood. I tried watching a tv show I liked... didn't help. I tried meditating... didn't work... I tried listening to David Bowie... didn't work. I ended up cleaning my room and watching Search Party- which hopefully I'll have a review of Season 2 soon... I'm trying to do a school theme for September... so I'm not sure if this is something that maybe doesn't fit for a school theme... or maybe something that fits perfectly with a school theme. Not sure! Anyway yeah I kind of calmed down and eventually got to a weird youtube loop... I watched a video on the darkest episodes of kids shows, then a defunctland on Bear and The Big Blue House... and then I just kind of got tired and went to bed finally... so yeah. I was still a little annoyed but meh.
Now to the real point that was going to be the whole point of the post... I was going to be really metaphorical with this and just post this story- but I thought it would be fun to go into all the dark details of what's going on... because sometimes you just need to do that. Anyway- Today my parents got me Starbucks when I woke up... and usually I just kind of wait till I fully wake up but I just wanted it right there and then and I went to drink it...
...and it SUCKED! They didn't put any of the flavor in it or something... it just tasted really, really bad. So I was upset at first, I didn't want to throw it away though because... I felt bad for it I guess. I don't know. It reminded me of me- questioning whether or not this blog is even good or if I should have a facebook page devoted to myself where people can "like" me.
So I kept it in the fridge... I got some sugar... put some in there... still didn't really taste great- but thankfully- my mom got me some Caramel Syrup... so I just put a butt ton of that in the latte... and it tasted okay. I ended up drinking the whole thing... and I was okay with it.
So moral of the story... make the best of a bad situation. Maybe things suck- but you need to try to get them to un-suck and try to make it a little better. Maybe it won't be the best... but still... make the most of the bad things.
Hopefully this was a good lesson for you guys. If you liked it- go over and like me on Facebook, I'm Shannon Kahermanes... this is only a slightly shameless plug! It is relevant to the story though!
Bye!
-Shannon
So I had just relaunched my blog and decided to create a facebook page. I thought "ohhh I've seen other bloggers with facebook pages. This could help the blog grow a little bit- I could be a little more interactive with everyone on there... they might actually care about what I'm posting a little more... it'll be super great!" Plus I thought that maybe this would be the sort of "kick in the butt" that I needed to actually make the blogs a little bit better... maybe even a bit more personal. So... this just seemed like a good idea.
Then I made the page... and I didn't want to invite people at first because I was like "eh- that's annoying. I never go to pages people invite me to. I'm just going to kind of post it on my personal facebook page and maybe people will follow me there. And that didn't seem to work. My mom's friend followed me... but no one else did.
So I ended up inviting 8 people I think to like my page... and 2 people did! So... that was good! And I'm not too worried about anything else.
But that kind of got me a little shook... I thought "who am I to have a facebook page to like? I'm not worthy of this! I'm a mediocre blogger at best... I don't think any of these people will actually read my blog or care about it and... this is just going to make me feel worse about myself and make this put more pressure on myself.
And then something else happened... and someone said something mean to me. They didn't mean to... it wasn't even really that mean and I could understand where the person was coming from... but basically it kind of insulted something that I do every single day, something I do more than this other person does and something that overall I think I did a pretty awesome job of... and then that just kind of made me question the writing thing more. It made me question everything about my life way more... and it just frustrated me... put me in a weird mood. I tried watching a tv show I liked... didn't help. I tried meditating... didn't work... I tried listening to David Bowie... didn't work. I ended up cleaning my room and watching Search Party- which hopefully I'll have a review of Season 2 soon... I'm trying to do a school theme for September... so I'm not sure if this is something that maybe doesn't fit for a school theme... or maybe something that fits perfectly with a school theme. Not sure! Anyway yeah I kind of calmed down and eventually got to a weird youtube loop... I watched a video on the darkest episodes of kids shows, then a defunctland on Bear and The Big Blue House... and then I just kind of got tired and went to bed finally... so yeah. I was still a little annoyed but meh.
Now to the real point that was going to be the whole point of the post... I was going to be really metaphorical with this and just post this story- but I thought it would be fun to go into all the dark details of what's going on... because sometimes you just need to do that. Anyway- Today my parents got me Starbucks when I woke up... and usually I just kind of wait till I fully wake up but I just wanted it right there and then and I went to drink it...
...and it SUCKED! They didn't put any of the flavor in it or something... it just tasted really, really bad. So I was upset at first, I didn't want to throw it away though because... I felt bad for it I guess. I don't know. It reminded me of me- questioning whether or not this blog is even good or if I should have a facebook page devoted to myself where people can "like" me.
So I kept it in the fridge... I got some sugar... put some in there... still didn't really taste great- but thankfully- my mom got me some Caramel Syrup... so I just put a butt ton of that in the latte... and it tasted okay. I ended up drinking the whole thing... and I was okay with it.
So moral of the story... make the best of a bad situation. Maybe things suck- but you need to try to get them to un-suck and try to make it a little better. Maybe it won't be the best... but still... make the most of the bad things.
Hopefully this was a good lesson for you guys. If you liked it- go over and like me on Facebook, I'm Shannon Kahermanes... this is only a slightly shameless plug! It is relevant to the story though!
Bye!
-Shannon
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