I started blogging when I was 13. I think then it was mostly me fangirling on Daniel Radcliffe and acting like nobody but the internet understood me. I had a travel blog for several years, and may I say it gained quite a following. I even wrote a feature in a magazine once because of my travel blog. I also got emails from people who wanted to put up ads. But of course, I deleted it.
During one shortsighted night in 2015, after I sent my tenth job application letter, I decided I needed an online identity cleanse. Gone were my Twitter, Tumblr, and Blogger accounts. When you googled my name, all you found were my academic achievements and a desperate-fresh-grad version of my LinkedIn profile.
Yes, I deleted all my blogs. And with it came with years and years of thoughts and dreams. Drama and heartaches. Oh, and there were about a gazzillion posts about Harry Potter.
I regret it now, but hey life goes on. Little that I know that the 25-year old version of me would still have the same preteen range of emotions with all the drama and roller coasters, just with a better CV.
I have been thinking about blogging again for some time now. It was literally in my 2017 new year’s resolution. Funny enough I even started writing a blog post on 1 January 2017 (I had wanted to publish one post per day), but never got to finish it. A couple of months ago I even joined a writing workshop (see my previous post) to get the muscles working again.
Yet, I don’t know why I never started again. I guess I have just been so distracted by social media and the instant gratification that comes with it? Or maybe I was too busy planning about my blog in my head that I never got the chance to actually sit down and let my fingers type this post.
Regardless, here I am. Hello!
What to look forward to? Well I’m thinking some essays, similar to the one below. But also reviews, lists, some photos? I have some ideas, but to be honest, I don’t know what will happen. I do really hope though, that I start blogging regularly again. The thing is, I love writing, but I don’t write journals (I tried, but I could never follow through). So I guess blogging is a way to keep me writing, but with some kind of self-imposed public accountability?
I suppose you can expect nothing other than getting to know me. Me meaning my thoughts, my experiences, my journey, my city. I am a 25-year old professional living in Jakarta. So that’s that. We’ll see how this goes…