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Blogging is a strange business. People who blog, I sometimes wonder what we all have in common. The common perception of bloggers is that we're all sad, sad loners trying to gain attention through expressing their feelings and thoughts where no one listens to them in real life. As much as I hope it doesn't apply to me, to an extent that can be true. I don't know why I blog. I used to think of it as my emotion-venting mechanism, but over time it's transitioned into something less meaningful. Or maybe more, I don't know. What I write now, it feels more like me, immortalised on screen [for want of a better description] while when I first started out blogging, I felt pressured to write stuff that was enjoyable to read, that other people would want to read, which defeats the purpose of this blog being mine. I don't know what changed. It's possible that it took me a while for it to dawn on me that very few people read what I write, and the few people that do, I can almost definitely trust. In essence, I don't need to impress anyone, so I don't have to write what feels unnatural, so I do it more because it's part of me now. Why do you blog, if you do?

But about the title - there're a few people I want to read this, and I'm stumped for how to get them to do so. Short of thrusting the link in their face and demanding that they check it out, there's no way of really doing it without opening it up to the possibility of being seen by loads of people that I don't want to. It's hard to not look like you want the person to check it out when in fact you do want them to check it out but you don't want it to come across as desperate, so you try and be subtle about it but having a blog isn't the most usual of things so, unfortunately, there's no way of really getting someone to check it out short of thrusting the link in their face and demanding they do so. Of course, there's always Facebook, but that's essentially thrusting the link in everyone's face and demanding they all check it out, which reeeeeally is not what I want. I'm way too much of a bitch.

Speaking of which, I can reactivate my Facebook on Tuesday. It's probably going to be the biggest anticlimax ever. 

I'm weirdly excited about Eurovision. I wonder how unpopular England will be this year. It's astonishing how Graham Norton can still be so optimistic about it. We've already been, and I can safely say that the Russian grannies were better.