I will first have to admit that I wouldn’t be here writing this blog if my friends hadn’t
urged me to do so; they say that I have all that it takes to be an excellent writer –
some imagination, a rather large vocabulary, somewhat tolerable grammar and good looks
(What? <_<, but so far the biggest reason that’s kept me from doing so has been that I
rarely have any proper indegrients to base a decent story on, as well I don’t trust in my
abilities to keep up with what you people probably are expecting from my craft.
So even though you people might look forward to reading my blogs, I would strongly recommend against doing so.
Because no expectations lead to no disappointments, right?
All posts by Ceth
I might as well make my debut now.
For those who don’t know me, there’s a few things you could say of me. Those who do, however, can skip the next part of this magnificent piece of literature and maybe even the rest of the blog if they wish.
I am in love with myself. If you will ever get the chance to talk with me and exchange thoughts, you will soon realize that I am one of the most conceited and self-obsessed narcists on this side of the Nordic realm.
But at the moment, that’s all I can share here. Without anything interesting to write about, my capabilities would be wasted in describing what kind of a perfect human being I am but after hearing that kind of BS for long enough, people will grow bored of it and I don’t want to have you hate my writings before I even get a proper chance to submit anything here.
Acting like that also gets way too repetitive if you run out of ideas what to back yourself up with.