Commenting

Comments just make me happy. I am pretty sure that they make everyone happy, but especially me! They let you know that someone actually reads whatever you are typing about. I've only received one comment from someone that is not myself, but even that one comment makes me happy, because someone read what I said and they wanted to say something back.

It's stupid to me how I've wanted to comment before, but I felt like whatever I was going to say would be stupid or I was too embarrassed to just write a simple little message on the work of another person. I now don't think it's weird.

Today, I wrote the first comment on Ben's blog! I totally win! This post is all because Ben told me to write about being the first commenter, and I did! It made me happy to be the first commenter, because I now think that I was the first person to make an other's blog happy.

I would like to think that blogs have feelings. Not in a weird way, but it's like you are talking to a person when you blog. My blog is currently sad, because I don't know how to fill its life with my favorite music. I'm sorry, blog. I will find a way to put music to you. Seriously, I write more in here than in my journal on a normal day! My journal just gets the more fun version of these little excerpts of my life. I like having a different view of things in my journal and on this nice little blog. I would have to agree that I like blogging. It's rather fun and exciting!

Well, the head scratching has started, which means it's time for me to retire to my sleeping chambers. (Have you ever thought about sleeping? It bothers me. I'll write about it here sometime.)