I was having a look at my website statistics and noticed a new incoming link from The Vestige. This a blog where the author, Charles Bice-Bey discusses the impact of blogs on journalism.

Charles must have been bumped on the head the other day which must have caused him to totally forget about that blog he was going to write about when he decided to write about my blog instead and wrote:

Strange, I feel as if there is some sort of feeling of being entertained as if I am watching TV or better yet a juicy tabloid. She is not famous but just think of the possibilities.

Possibilities of me being famous? Hey, one may not ever know what may happen in the future…

Charles also states that he finds it interesting that my blog invokes various feelings from many people.

I find this somewhat interesting myself because I don’t even now 99% of my readers and they do not really know me… They only know what they have read and seen. Yet many of them would send me their thoughts and opinions via an email, instant messaging or a comment on a relative blog post about what I have done online, what I had written about, or whatever else I had posted on my blog and website. Most have good things to say and others do not have anything nice to say at all, let’s just say that I’ve had my share of “Hate mail” throughout the years of having a public online presence…

I plan to write a post that will involve the subject of receiving “Hate mail” and the actions that some take towards this type of feedback. It is a funny yet annoying topic for me but I really feel like typing out and posting my thoughts about it and the drama I’ve witnessed that goes with those who react in certain ways to their “Hate mail”. All in all; I just don’t get it!

I enjoy getting feedback about anything in regards to my blog and website, whether it be good or not. And I encourage those reading this to send me their thoughts and opinions about my website.

My eyes can barely stay open and thoughts are running through my mind. Thoughts about my life and what may become of it or are they thoughts of how I would like my life to be in the future? I don’t know. But what I do know is that my life has changed and that it won’t stop changing even in the slightest way.

What the fuck am I on about?! I’m half asleep and don’t even know what I am writing right about now, or do I? Fuck knows.