Holy shit my first post

This is scary. I hate the first pages of journals or sketchbooks. Like everything you put in that journal is pretty much irrelevant because the person who reads it is just gonna read this one post and then judge you on it, and think, this is what everything else will be like, so if i don't make you laugh on my first try I may never get another chance to do it! That being said I'm just going to stop caring for long enough to post this and then post like 15 more posts and then you will be reading from the most recent one and this one won't even matter anymore!

Jeeze!

So...When I first arrived at the name "Sardonic Expectations" I was hesitant. Is this really the right name? I mean this blog is for LIFE. There is no going back!

So I was asking my buddy and she said... "I like it!" and then pointed out that this was a play on Great Expectations. and I was like..

"whoa I didn't even think about that!?"

And then I was like.. "I loved that movie!!!!!!!!!"

And then I was like..

"Oh shit.. don't you want people to think you are smart?"

I asked my friend if I needed to read the book and she said she thought I would be okay, I might still do it anyways because now I know someone is gonna comment one day on some inside joke about Great Expectations by........... Charles Dickens (I just had to Google that, for serious ) and I won't get it and then you will disregard my whole blog b/c you think I am an uneducated fool.

That’s it, I'm reading the Wikipedia notes about it.

What the FUCK who is pip? I like the name Finn better. And when is this taking place? This book is stupid. I am a little angry at Charles for being so high and mighty and writing a book that's so long that we can't just do a quick read and know what the fuck he is talking about. I only blame the most recent producers of Great Expectations "the movie" a little bit, but in reality.. it's better. Just sayin. Alright I skimmed it, I can officially use this as my blog name without ridicule. Now you guys cannot trick me and say something like.. that was so Mr. Wopsle-y of you because I know who he is! and honestly I think that would be unfunny because essentially you would be comparing me to a church worker who ditches the church to become an actor. Which I'm not.