Admittedly, I just spent forty solid minutes trying to think of a blog title.
I covered everything from "When Charlie Sheen and Reality Collide" to "The Flowers of Love Never Die," even finally resorting in my frustration to a simple "." Nothing stuck.
Aggravated that Blogger was going to make me choose a title before I had even begun posting, I almost called it a night. You can guess what happened next.
Presently Untitled: It has undoubtedly been used before, perhaps even by some newbie who named his blog, say, forty minutes ago. But whereas he might have hastily chose this title as an excuse to turn out the lights a little sooner, I have thoughtfully taken this title as a description of my life. At 17 years old (18 in less than a month!), I am quite unsure of who I am, let alone what my blog should be called. Nor do I particularly want to know. What is the fun in life if you always know what is coming?
My friends will be shocked when they read that last sentence. I'm pretty positive they think "Angela" is synonymous with "Must always plan ahead; freaks out under pressure; delays change for as long as possible." (I'm sorry, other Angelas of the world, that I have put such a bad rep on you.) Ah, but my dear friends, what you don't know about me is that my spontaneous experiences, regardless of the fact that they terrify me, have made me who I am.
Let's take my choice to run cross country in 8th grade as an example. I've always loved running, and when two buddies convinced me to join their practice just for a day, I happily agreed... and then IT happened. Yep. Someone made a bet that I couldn't last a whole season. Ohhh, he did not just go there. Of course I told him to shut up, and of course I puked my guts out after attempting three miles in the 102 degree heat of Canon City's deserty Hogback hills without any previous training. (I think I might have purged my ego also, thankfully. I now have the utmost respect for cross country runners!) Although I now know XC isn't my thing, I DID last the entire season. And it made me a more disciplined, focused, and confident individual. Not to mention, I was one sexy girl in 8th grade!
Or, we can take the more recent example of my encounter with a fellow Original Orator (http://www.nflonline.org/AboutNFL/Events) who happened to be in one of my rounds at a speech tournament. He was giving his oration on balancing uncertainty in our lives. Coincidence, anyone? At any rate, because I am adamant about adding even acquaintances on Facebook, I maybe slightly creepily friended him... but it turned out to be worth the risk of being labeled as a stalker. After occasional status-commenting and late-night-complaining-about-homework, Jake and I started chatting. And kept chatting. I now consider him a treasured friend and an important influence in my life - it was not planned, and maybe not even wise according to Internet safety protocol, but definitely just what my life needed.
I don't know where this blog will take me. For all I know, tomorrow I could decide to shut it down. (Unfortunately for you, don't count on that.) It would be foolish for me to title it now because how can I decide on the all-important description of something that hasn't even happened? How can I name my thoughts and experiences before they occur?
If at some point in the future I know I have exactly 30.52453 more seconds to live, I will name this blog. And I will probably name it "A Boring Life," because anyone who knows they have exactly 30.52453 seconds left had a little too much time on her hands. But until that moment comes, this blog will remain Presently Untitled.
Because I am presently untitled.
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