Mr Happy [and I have the toy to prove it]
I had my first exam today, not counting my french oral which was about a month ago. English, in which one must write so much ones hand hurts and force ones brain to function at a speed never again required by human kind. An exercise of futility in and of itself, but after all, without a good ENTER score I. AM. NOTHING. Or so the education system would have you believe, along with my parents [read: my mum]. I’m just glad I never have to think about the effect of rhetorical questions or the motivations of Thomas More ever again.
However, I have a Mr Happy toy and for that, I am grateful. It’s a signature toy thing so thats nice for the memories and all that rot. Fun stuff.
I was wondering, what with all this blog writing bizzo, I’ve discovered that there are countless blogs out there about blogging. As in, people giving other people advice on how to write blogs. I find this ironic, not sure about you. I visited galadarling.com just before and it amazes me, the amount of people who ask a complete stranger advice about anything, and I mean anything, when all she did was start writing a good blog! Which begs the question, all those successful blogs out there, what was on them before they were successful enough for people to ask the writer questions? Gala, for example, seems like a perfectly charming individual with a strong sense of self and a penchant for taking photos of herself [not that theres anything wrong with that]. However, I myself am an at least somewhat charming individual [or so I like to think] with a sense of self stronger than many my age and penchant for taking photos of myself, then deleting them. So why does she have a successful blog? Not that I’m complaining about the lack of success of this blog, because right from the beginning I never actually expected this to go anywhere. This discussion is purely philosophical and just cause I find it interesting and this is my slice of cyberspace, so if you don’t like it, go find one you do, or make your own there is plenty to go round. But it was nice to meet you anyway.
