It would appear that the majority of my peers have cruised through mid-sem break and carried its air of laidback relaxation through to Week 7 as I’m struggling to find any blogs with posts created since August 27.

In Nicola’s most recent piece, she comments that she doesn’t believe the act of blogging is inherently narcisstic (phew). I’m not really sure where I stand on this topic, although I must admit a niggling suspicion that perhaps my enjoyment of the act of writing about myself – which is what blogging must come down to, at its core – has less to do with the writing part and a lot more to do with the ‘about myself’ part. My blog’s byline – a daily fix of narcissism – is barely an understatement. But perhaps the difference is choice. If I was to take a friend out for ramen and spend an hour and a half talking about my opinions and my experiences and my confused nostalgia for an era I never lived, without letting them get a word in, that may be bordering on self obsessed. But I don’t force people (other than my mum) to read my blog. So perhaps by getting my dose of talking about myself down on paper (so to speaK) each day, I’m actually getting that all out of the way. So that when I find myself at Shop Ramen later tonight, I’ll be able able to sit in peace with my udon and best friends and engage where needed in conversations about politics and literature (lol). Either way – I’m still divided as to whether the “artform” is inherently narcissistic, or perhaps, scary as it is to admit, whether just the way I’ve been using it is.

Nicola finishes with a Frida Kahlo quote –
“I paint myself because I am so often alone, and because I am the subject I know best.”

And I will finish with –
“Write what you know.”
– Any halfway decent High School English teacher ever