Tandoori Nights
My favourite Melbourne restaurant is an Indian spot on Sydney Rd. They’re friendly, super cheap, delicious, and even though they recently changed their butter chicken recipe I’m a loyal take away consumer. Recently, I’ve given up lactose for health purposes (it’s a huge fad to have some sort of intolerance these days, but mine is, regrettably, legitimate), and so I’ve been unable to eat my favourite food, which spurred a huge amount of bitterness. Naturally, I started a blog.
Just kidding; I have to do this as an assessment for my course at uni. I eat lactose freely.
Blogging has a somewhat tainted reputation within generation y. To many it’s just a canvas on which tweens can pour their emotions and problems and expect the world to listen. To others, they’re purely factorial containing a realm of information exclusive to those who can be bothered to find it. To me, it’s a combination of these things, when someone says, ‘oh i started a blog,’ I usually expect it to be a history of their sexual experiences with a few links thrown in, but there are some blogs out there that I subscribe to and love for their unique perspectives and opinions on music, fashion and lifestyle. So I am, for now, undecided.
Because of these ideas surrounding blogs, I am determined to steer clear of the path that so many of my friends have taken, which lead to constant cringes and broken friendships. I’ll leave my relationships out of this space, and in stead I’ll try and use it to reflect on strange occurrences, the work I do at university and anything interesting that I come across and feel like I can contribute to. Basically I’ll post about things that provoke questions, and then I’ll answer my own rhetorical questions and end with a vague comment (this is a very popular theme amongst unspecific bloggers).
Blogs are an evolved form of a journal or diary, in the sense that they still have the ability to contain personal thoughts and consideration about day to day activities, but they also enable us to link to youtube videos, articles, other blogs, and so it becomes a network in itself. To many people, this is old news, but I’m just now beginning to explore these ideas in my first post, so it’s your own fault if you’re bored because you’re choosing to read this.
I’m not expecting to have followers or inspire people to do what I’ve done, or even believe what I write; like most individuals from my generation, I’m doing this for me.
