So, maybe I'm a bad blogger. I changed my layout for the second time this week. The other one got messed up and I just wanted to start new. I promise, this one is here to stay.
So, maybe I'm a bad blogger. I only posted three times this week, and one of those posts was almost at the end of the day and another one was written quickly on my phone during class.
So, I'm a bad blogger.
I don't really care anymore.
I've already told you how I'm not a typical blogger. I don't have fancy pictures of what I wear all the time. One, my closet isn't big enough to feature everything I wear only once. I repeat outfits a lot. and two? Well, I don't really have the means to have someone do pictures of me all the time. Maybe next year I will. Or maybe after I graduate college. Or maybe I'll marry a man who doesn't know anything about photography, but he's still willing to take pictures of me for the sake of a little blog.
I don't do giveaways all the time. Sorry guys, but honestly, the blog isn't quite big enough to host giveaways yet. When I do, nothing ever happens. We gotta keep growing.
I try not to do depressing posts all the time. No one wants to read that sob story, I get it.
I'm only nineteen, I haven't gone through divorce, lost a parent, or anything super depressing like that. I mean, I've had depressing things happen, but not quite to those extremes.
I've only lived through so much. I'm young.
There's a lot of things I can't do that other bloggers can, whether it's because of lack of resources, or no money, or whatever it may be.
And if that makes me a bad blogger, so be it. At least I enjoy blogging. In fact, in the past few weeks, I've felt like a better blogger than ever before.
Blogging was this little hush-hush corner of my life, my parents raised eyebrows, rolled their eyes, and my sister was like "Why the heck does she blog?"
Then last week, I invited all these people on my facebook to like the howdy girl facebook page. And most of them did.
Which is nice because it's losing a lot of traffic. Stupid jerks that unlike pages.
The point is, I'm coming into my own about blogging, and it feels right.
So, maybe I'm not a good blogger.
Maybe I'm a bad blogger.
But I'm okay with that.