The thing about describing yourself is that for the most part, you don’t have a single clue where to start. That would be my number one problem. I’m not used to directly telling people about myself and would just simply refer them through all my fascinating (and comatose inducing) posts to get to know me. But since you are here undoubtedly to find out who I am, let’s start off with a picture worth a thousand words.
That’s me in the picture, Edrei Zahari. The other equally cute and charming character in that picture is a birthday present that has since become the mascot for this blog. On occasion you will see him in and around posts. It’s not that this is a blog about penguins. It’s just that to me, penguins are cute cuddly things that will soon populate the world as the new master race. I like to be on the winning side if that’s any consolation.
Online, people tend to know me as Kamigoroshi. Technically it means the “God Killer” in Japanese because being an agnostic. It’s not that I’m Japanese or anything. I just don’t like the idea that a God is in control of our destinies all the time. The name symbolizes the act of destroying a written destiny and carving our own from whatever fate befalls us. Deep, but being introspective is part of who I am. I don’t really apologize for it.
Having said that, I don’t really apologize for anything written on this blog. This is a personal and commentary blog. More specifically, this is my personal and commentary blog. This blog is the expressive outlet of my thoughts and a written record of the moments I live my life by. By no means will I tolerate people who have nothing better to do than to nitpick on my life when they don’t have one of their own. I don’t like hypocrites and I try very hard not to become one myself.
Being the writer of an emotionally expressive personal blog, I’d also like to point out the fact I am a guy. I am telling you this not because I think you’re stupid, but because if you have mistaken me for a woman, you aren’t the first, neither will you be the last. Being a guy who’s emotionally expressive isn’t something that everyone likes to read about. Again, I can’t help it. It wouldn’t be my blog if it wasn’t me.
By now, you’d have begun to realize that all this doesn’t really tell you anything about me, because the reality of it is, I can’t explain me. I’m me. If I knew who I am, I wouldn’t be blogging about it and looking back from time to time trying to figure out why things happen the way they do. So either way, I guess maybe you might have to spend your precious hours on end sifting through those fascinating (and again comatose inducing) posts. Maybe then, we’ll figure out who I am together.