I’ve procrastinated as long as I can from writing these final blog posts for this class. For good reason.
I hate to see it come to an end. It feels like I started this blog yesterday.
Seriously three years of dabbling in blogging has felt like three days. When you’re doing what you love, time tends to pass quickly.
And even though I haven’t decided whether I’ll continue posting on this blog specifically, I know I won’t ever stop blogging. Especially since it took me almost three years to make a cent from it. If I could blog for one thousand days for free, surely I can blog for a thousand more when there’s potential to earn money. It isn’t a lot. But it’s enough for now.
This course and the subsequent creation of this blog has taught me:
To time manage.
I think if people really want to write or a book or start a blog, they should stop wishing and start working. We all have 24 hours in a day. If others can do it, so can you. In order to set aside enough time for this blog, I tried to spend my hours effectively. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have posted anything.
To do my research.
I very much have a love-hate relationship with research. Usually hate wins. But when it doesn’t, I could spend forever reading and researching. Because I didn’t know much about some of these social justice issues, I made an effort to educate myself. Besides, there are many experts out there who are much more eloquent than I am, so why not take a page out of their proverbial book?
To appreciate but critique the city.
Just because you love something doesn’t mean you should be blinded by the good and don’t see the bad. I feel like in being able to notice the flaws, my fondness for Toronto has skyrocketed
In five years, I hope I’ll still remember I was able to publish 11 posts a week. Okay so maybe they weren’t perfect or as polished as a diamond. But I still managed the feat nonetheless. So when I’m complaining about doing 7 or 8, I’ll quickly shut up and solider on.