Hobby? What's that... Ugh. What do I tell them? I like to take naps? Usually I see myself as having three choices from which I may respond.
Option 1. The truth: "Yeah, about those...he he...I don't really have any."
Option 2. (This one's also true:) "Well, school's pretty much my hobby these days." But that one always comes off sounding apologetic (because it is!). Plus, I'm not even taking classes right now so that won't work...
Option 3. Make something up: "I'm totally into scrapbooking, watching movies, and doing hair." But then I remember I'm an awful liar and will totally shoot myself in the foot if I attempt to make an intellectual-sounding comment about Kiera Knightley or Orlando or whoever else is popular these days in Hollywood. And I don't even like scrapbooking!
Better tell the truth. And while school is my life (when I'm taking classes, that is), I wouldn't necessarily consider that a hobby. More of an occupation. Sigh. I guess I just have to figure out a) what my hobbies are and b) how to not be ashamed of them.
Point in case: blogging.
Ever since I started blogging I've loved it. (Thanks Janel :) In high school my default "hobby" was music--the flute in particular. But I've stopped playing it so much in college, and what with the busyness of life in general, I've wondered occasionally if I have any hobbies at all. Whenever I think that, though, I remind myself that blogging perfectly fits the definition of a hobby.
hobby: an activity or interest pursued for pleasure or relaxation and not as a main occupation (dictionary.com)
Blogging doesn't stress me out. It's relaxing. It's fun. It's pleasurable. I like it. I do it in my spare time (or when I should be doing other things that I want to procrastinate--such as going to bed). And it's certainly no occupation of mine. Therefore, it is a hobby. And it's one of my hobbies. AND I'm proud of it.
Ha, that's certainly easier written on my blog late at night when I'm alone in my apartment than said convincingly with confidence to other non-bloggers--particularly good-looking males--during broad daylight. And since basically the only people who read my blog are fellow bloggers, I'm bound to get approval from them [you]. Instead, I have the undesirable job of convincing the "normal" people that blogging isn't some weird nerdy girly cyberspace waste of time.
Huh. I just reread that last sentence. That is so not true. My job isn't to convince everyone else that blogging is cool (although I hope everyone will someday come to know the truth). I'm going to blog whether people think it's cool or not. And I'm no longer going to be apologetic about it! What am I afraid of? That they'll think I'm weird? Well, they would've found out sooner or later. And if someone doesn't like me because I like blogging, well, they've got some serious problems (and should go read this and this).
I'm totally rocking this whole do-things-without-worrying-about-what-other-people-think thing. The new leaf has been turned.
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Closing Affidavit: I'm a nineteen-year old college student and I like blogging. So there.
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I don't know if any of my fellow readers out there have felt any connection whatsoever with this post, but if you have, the excellent short article What Is a Blog? might be of help to you in gaining more confidence in your blogger status. Also, if you've ever had trouble explaining what a blog is (uh, it's like a website...where you can post stuff...like your thoughts...) you should check it out. And ultimately, perhaps we will bring non-believers to the light.
But if we don't... no matter.