Pageviews by Countries

So apparently now I’ve got people reading my blog (or perhaps accidentally stumbling upon it long enough for the “pageviews” count to pick it up) from not only the United States, but Canada, Belguim, and India. (Oh, and 53% of them use Firefox. Little fun nugget fact for you.)

Somehow I feel like this is just perhaps some screw up of the IP addresses, but who really knows. Maybe there are some curious looney-seeking people out there.

Well anyway, I just thought that was an interesting little morsel.

EDIT/UPDATE:
I was just looking at pageviews for the week! The screenshot now is of all time!  Russia takes second place under the United States? Bizarre. I love it though. (: My day had officially been made.

Ta~

-V

Failure

Lately I've been wondering if anyone reads my blog. I'm thinking 100% absolutely not. No one reads it. I have two followers (ooh, two followers!) and I'm pretty certain they only "followed" me out of pity or obligation and that they never care to read what I put out. No matter, though. I don't really care. My life isn't all that interesting and I don't tend to write about it anyway. So if anyone likes random snippets of story ideas, then this blog is for you. Otherwise...I guess just tip your hat and carry on.

It's like a pitiful version of Facebook. Everyone posts statuses and expects everybody else to read them, but let's face it people, that just doesn't happen. Facebook is all about the person who's name is in blue bar at the top right corner of the page. It makes people incredibly self-centered. Instead of posting pictures just because you want to, you post pictures and have an expectation in your head that it "needs" to be "liked" within the first half hour of posting it or else it sucks or you're not pretty or whatever comment you're striving for.

Facebook is a big fat life-waster and ego-inflater. And I absolutely despise it's addictive power.

Yeah.

So I thought, what the heck? What if I posted some of my deepest, darkest thoughts on here? Still, no one would read it. Maybe that's what I should do, though. Since no one pays any mind to these blocky, virtual journal postings, it wouldn't make any difference.

Still, though, I won't do that. If I posted that sort of thing, someone may, by chance or destiny, stumble upon the blog and seriously consider whether I belong in the looney bin.

So, adios, I suppose. I'm sure I'll write soon.

Or probably not.

The Beginning

Everything has a beginning and everything has an end.

And this...is the beginning of my blog. I've debated with myself numerous times on the subject of starting up one of these bad boys, but I always arrived at the temporary conclusion that I simply was not the type of person who would blog. Then I would double back and argue with myself again and reason that I had a life that was somewhat different than the average teen and that people might find that interesting. I really couldn't defend that thought because I was not made up of the people I would be writing to and so wouldn't know all of their opinions without just assuming them myself. And we all know that assuming isn't a good thing to do.

So, I breathe life into this digital journal and hope that it keeps people interested. And I hope I can update it at least weekly. I suppose I'll mostly be blogging about writings that I've been working on and what's been going on here in dusty ol' Peru.

Warning: posts following this one may be random, incredibly stupid, gruesome, and contain romance. Ye have been warned.

~Vicki