Update #2 - I'm now free

04/06/19

Phrasing the titles of posts presents a problem in that they usually sound like I think people read these posts when I know for a fact people don't. So then whats the point in posting? I suppose maybe someone who cares for this sort of thing may read it eventually.

Since I'm now free I'm going to update this more regularly, probably as something similar to an online diary, that anyone can read. There's something quite cathartic, yet at the same time masochistic about that thought.

I've started writing here again since my friends are all engaged with there girlfriends or other activities and I'm spending most of my time inside on my own, because I have 0 female friends. Not that don't want any, but I'm socially useless and I'm in no situations where I have people engaging with me without choice. This puts me in the awkward position of how to even spark up a new friendship with anyone for that matter. The only relationship I had, I screwed up because I was to scared to do something that would mess it up, or in other words express my emotions.

Not much I can see in the way of improvement either, due to a lack of female entrants in mechanical engineering.

I can see two possible outcomes from this 'daily' blogging of my day to life. It makes me improve in my aforementioned short comings, sort of like a practice diary for a guitar. Or it depresses me further an I end up swinging from the ceiling. I'm hoping for the former.

If you've read this far and are beaming from ear to ear, it would make my life easier if this blog isn't used as a method to inflate your own ego. You're probably just as self conscious as I am. Then again I did mention this being masochistic .

is it attention seeking when no one reads it? I hate bate things like this on twitter.

I think I just want attention tbh.

Visual interest as always. Fomapan 100