An Oath

I have resolved that no matter how I feel about this blog, or journal, whatever you call it, that I will not erase it, delete it, remove it, or fail to update regularly. I lean to my rational side and know that it is highly unlikely that the upkeep of this site and the constant update on my life or my current thoughts will soon fade away like all my previous blogs (xanga, livejournal, wordpress). Nevertheless, I will use this thing. I think it is one of the most intristing things to go back and read your own writing. It is like looking in a picture from an event that is out of your memory. You start to read and you notice how your writing has either improved or how it is impressive how well you wrote. For the most part, the ideas that are expressed in a journal are the ones that hit the hardest.

For all of you that keep up a blog concerning your personal life, you know that there were times where you just HAD to blog about a certain person, or that you HAD to express how frustrated you were in a situation. I think that reading those posts 3 months, 6 months, a year later, brings about a embarassment, almost as if to say "geez, I was being pretty crazy" or even the opposite effect may occur. Whatever the case may be, reading old posts is always interesting if not amusing. Hence the reason why I am starting this up, and giving an oath to keep it.

I doubt that my life is interesting enough for people to follow along, post after post, reading on and on about my latest thought or interets, but this isn't for your entertainment, it is for mine. If you enjoy reading my thoughts and musings, you are welcome to feast your eyes on what I have to offer, but if you find my life mundane, please just continue on, go to digg.com, facebook your friends, buy something on woot, I don't know do something, but please, please, don't read this blog unless you find it interesting. The worst thing would be for someone to be reading this blog just mumbling to themselves "what an idiot this Jeremy is. I wonder how many time's his mother dropped him when he was a baby. " because infact I think that reflects more poorly on my mother's ability to raise me.

We all have our need to express ourselves. Some people talk to their friends. Some play sports to let out that need of expression. Some need music. Some need pets. Some need journals.

Let's just say, here is a key to my private journal. I might use some facade's here and there, some veiled statements, some fake names, so that the truth can stay innocent and not start gossip. This site is not Perez Hilton.

I am not here to say that I am interesting.
I'm just Jeremy.