Giving In With No Pressure At All

Finally started my own blog. I'm always late to try things. But I'm on time for life. That counts. Point for me. Anyway, this blogging deal is new to me and I'm going to give it a shot.

What am I supposed to write here? Is there a manual somewhere? "A Guide to Telling People Stuff" by Tami D. Yup, I'd buy it. Do I write about me? Here goes...
> Ohmigod, I'm, like, totally psyched to be here. I'm, like, a college kid in Wisconsin and I like math and, like, numbers and physics and stuff.

Yeah, that'll work. Except I don't speak like an idiot. Let's try again.

> Hey kids. I go to school for engineering and physics and I work to get money to stay in school. In my free time...oh wait, I don't have much of that. Haha. Just kidding. I cut back on sleep to make sure that I have time to kick back and relax with friends. Or by the lake. With a book. With my ipod. Always with my ipod. I need music like people need air to breathe. Current track: I Am Kloot - "Twist". Nonono wait, The Kooks - "Always Where I Need to Be". I write too slowly for just one track.

That was better. Except I'm not that much of a talker when it comes to myself. What else can I write about? How about what I'm doing right now? Naw, I'll leave that to your imaginations. Maybe I'm surfing, maybe I'm bar-hopping. Maybe, just maybe, I'm a secret agent working on a super top-secret project involving new missile controls aboard the F-35. Yeah, I like that one.

Hah. Gotcha. Or did I? Anyway, I'm noticibly an odd person. My maturity fluctuates between that of a four-year old and that of an old crone. You just never know!

I do write a lot though. I write when I'm happy, I write when I'm sad. I usually box when I'm angry. It's a bit more satisfying than hitting the keys on a keyboard. But I figure that an excuse to write whatever I want is great. So here I am. Writing to you.

Side note: If I write a combination of words that doesn't quite fit in with the story, more than likely it's a song lyric. It may be one of my own or I may have borrowed it. I tend to have lyrical outbreaks. It's a disease, but I like it.

If you're in Wisconsin, or perchance I'm in your town, and you see a girl (who, on a good day, could be considered of an average height) semi-dancing while walking, there's a good chance that it's me. I've always got a song in my head, and it moves me. It makes me happy and keeps me as sane as I want to be. Try it. If you're happy while in public and you show it, you make others happy too. It's an awesome feeling. I'll leave you with that for now. By that way, the track has switched to Jason Mraz - "Butterfly".