For the last few days i’ve been tossing up the idea of whether or not i want to write a blog.Today i decided i would because as i was walking to the library here in Switzerland i noticed a walking frame in the park. This made me laugh and i just felt it necessary to share this with whoever might stumble across this blog of mine.
I first thought of writing a blog on tuesday, while i was traipsing around Geneva trying to find a shop i had been to only once before when someone else had driven me there. For anyone who might read this and is interested i did find the shop in the end and returned home approximately four hours after i left. right now i’m afraid i can’t remember what made me think to start this but if i do i guess i’ll say so.
i’m 18, i’ve wanted to be 18 since i was about 14, and now i am. mostly i’m writing this to kill time (evil time to be killed) and to let out the side of me that enjoys writing. also i’m going a little crazy here in switzerland because there are too few people for me to talk to, well actually it isn’t so much that i can’t talk to them, it is just they won’t understand me because they speak french and me english.
so i guess i’ll update just whenever i feel like it and maybe i’ll add photos now and then i haven’t really decided yet and i might drop in a little information about myself occasionally and treat this as a kind of diary.
ok, bye
