A Challenger Appears

Hi. I’m new here.
What do you call it? The blogosphere you say? At the very least you come up with a better name for it. Anyway, looks like I’m moving in.
My name is Pat. Nice to meet you too.

    I guess a first name doesn’t tell you a whole lot. I am an 18 year old student living in Nova Scotia, Canada. I am studying information technology at the local community college. Next year my program will center on Programming which is a subject I have very little experience with, but am enthusiastic about. Everyone has to start somewhere. I’m a fan of music (metal, rock and geek rap), film and technology.
For years I have seen people piecing together blogs, some good and some bad. I’ve always seen it as a monotonous task, something i wanted to part of because of its inherent trendiness. Who would want to read up on my latest less than exciting exploit? Scratch that. New Question. Wouldn’t it be kind of vein to assume that people wanted to hear my incoherent babbling?
Then it dawned on me the kind of drivel that people are reading on the net already. It seems like people will read anything as long as it has a catchy title and pretty pictures. Well, that’s not true; they will partially read anything a catchy title and pretty pictures. I could be like an internet superhero, ready to save procrastinators worldwide from themselves and the inherent evils that surround them. Today I stand (type?) before you a changed man. I’ve been reading some interesting blogs lately and came to a sudden realization;

Hey, I can do that too. I feel left out.

Furthermore, I’ve never had any problem with being vein. Its not like I’m forcing it down your throat. You can leave to wander aimlessly around this barren wasteland of bits and bytes at anytime. Unless if I did force it down your throat, in which case your stuck with it now because I rigged your web browser and any attempt to leave will end in a rickroll. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I’m working on making some changes in my life, and where better to document that progress than on everyone’s favorite series of tubes, right? Things like losing weight, developing new and interesting skills, creating a sense of style outside of the heavy metal stereotype. Now that I think about it, a little self exploration paired with some soul seeking couldn’t hurt too much either. Hopefully.
And sometimes I just like to rant for no reason, and rather than thrust it upon somebody I might as well leave my nonsensical tomes lying around in no-mans land for anyone who wants to pick them up and thumb through them of their own volition. Perhaps such hazardous material might even give a reader super powers. But my best guess would be that it wouldn’t amount to much more than a headache and a sudden urge to go geek it up in some manor.

    I can keep analyzing the reasons I’m here, but I’m here now regardless. I think that the mere fact that I am sitting here pecking away at the keys speaks way more than any bullshit I can spout about why I came here.

    I never kept a diary. This could be an interesting experiment, and I’m already finding myself enjoying myself. I could get used to talking about myself for long periods of time, I’m enjoying it. I can tell because I’m supposed to be working on school assignments and look where I ended up. Procrastination isn’t for the weak minded, it’s for those of us with wandering minds. Now that I have my “I should start a blog” urge out of the way, I think I can continue working on my database assignment.

Have a good one boys and girls. I’m out.