Introductions

To whomever it may concern,
Today is the 30^th of September, no 1^st of October, no the 2^nd of October. What I mean to say is that I have been thinking a lot lately about finally starting a blog. Even to myself, the motives behind this seem unclear and maybe that has instilled in me that indecisiveness and hesitation. A drop of the idea has had a silencing rippling effect but more closely looms the knowledge that my life would soon become a cycle of endless work and responsibilities. That is, before I like most before me, condemn myself to what I call the serious adult world.

I’m hoping to discover more about myself even and hopefully immortalize a younger, happier self who enjoys the sun on her back, the flowers through her fingers, the grass through her toes- one who can spend a whole day outdoors without guilt of responsibilities, who won’t feel hunger because she  spends hours reading books and poems on the little wooden stool on the veranda and to never feel absolute boredom because she is always enjoying the company of friends and families without wondering if things could be the same as before or constantly checking the time.

Well this first entry was more depressing than I anticipated. But that is not what I meant at all. I want to collect all the nifty things on this blog, daily inspirations, things that make me happy like baking and trying new recipes (because the best things are homemade) and new experiences and hopefully others can relate. Perhaps this is out of boredom but I should like to think that there are people who are the same as you or possess facets of your own self- parts of people that you often can’t meet through conversation (because don’t we all rush nowadays).

Another reason is to feel good that you have inspired others, that there are people like you who are crazy enough to want to read (and at that appreciate?!) what you have to say without me even knowing you.

So I think this is what they call a lifestyle blog – for the one’s that can’t decide what they want to do. I did a quick Google and one result was that lifestyle blogs let you write “whatever *bleep* you please”. I don’t mean to bore you with the happenings of my life because I can guarantee you not much happens as I should like.

Unfortunately I can’t even sell myself as one who is exotic, worldly or a "Londoner” as appealing as that may sound. But rather I think way too much about things, like to cook a little too much and will never be able to ride a skateboard.

There are so many parts of me that want to be a fashion blogger/designer, YouTube sensation (don’t we all), Heston Blumenthal (except with more hair), British bake off’s next champion (not even British but I love the British version of the show), an author (homage to all the great teen fiction writers who have made an adventure of my nearly ending teenage years), poet, make-up artist, interior designer, movie/food/book critic and Karlie Kloss (even Heston is more realistic ). 

So I guess the plan is to infuse all these unlikely aspirations in different ways into my blog as a way of “living” these dreams and lead a little more than an “ordinary” life (extraordinary is stretching it).