On Blogging

Why do people blog? I'm sure that many begin blogging with hopes of being widely read, challenging the established order, or building their resume for a career in journalism. I have no such hopes. I come to you this summer out of complete boredom, in a (very) small town, in between high school (I went to a boarding/magnet school) and college (I have matriculated at a prestigious university neighboring Palo Alto, CA), looking for nothing but something to pass the time until September. Perhaps it is even presumptuous of me to address this to "you," as though somebody in this wide world would be interested in reading the thoughts of an 18 year old whose favorite part of life is mathematics. Yes, I may not even attract one reader to this blog, but that's just fine. Not that I will post just anything here. I am in the first generation of adults who went through high school with blogs, and I know that the minute one posts something too personal on the Internet, the next moment, the wrong person will stumble upon it. So I have no grandiose vision for this blog, and neither can I make it too personal. So I am stuck with being my outwardly vague self, only able to let on as much as I want anybody to read.

So what about me? There is a certain elegance in logic that attracts me to study it abstractly. There is something about cycling instead of driving a car that seems humanitarian to me. And there is something about music that reaches me emotionally stronger than anything else. And that's what I'll let you know for now, the reader I presume to be there.