Tales from a 25-year-old nothing

I feel inspired to blog. Blogging is wonderful isn't it? It's like it's 1999 all over again (You: "But Shaena, did you even have the internet in 1999?" Me: "Shut up, and don't ever EVER bring up my pseudo-Amish upbringing EVER AGAIN!" ). No I don't think I had the internet in 1999. I was never part of ICQ or had a geocities/asian avenue page full of swirly, glittery banners and pix of THA HOTTEST GUYZ EVA from the BSB and NSync (You: "But Shaena, your notebooks will reveal that you actually liked Hanson!" Me: "Shut up and don't ever EVER bring up my pseudo-lesbian stage EVER AGAIN!" ).

Anyway, this is my announcement that I shall start blogging again. I recently watched 'eat, pray, love' which inspired me to start writing, because if that adulterous nut-job could get a book deal... No, no, that punchline could be better. I recently watched 'eat, pray, love' which inspired me to write ::beat:: anything to get my mind off of that horrendous novel. Nailed it. That's a keeper for my fictitious stand-up routine.

This is a new stage in my life and henceforth, I shall begin blogging again (I initially wanted to start journaling again, but the fingers just cannot take extended periods of writing anymore). I have many, many, many interesting thoughts, so stay tuned (this is probably an overstatement. Most likely my thoughts will revolve around being annoyed by our transit system and early mornings). I am awakened and starting anew! It's puberty number 2! I shall become a new woman! I hopefully will grow better breasts this time around! yippee!*

*I am not crazy. Perhaps slightly delirious from a lack of sleep, but still sane.

So, yes. That's that. I will start blogging again. Why not.