Final blog

So, this is the end, I never thought that this day would come, finally I can end with my suffering, how I could start to describe how much I hate writing this blog. Just kidding, but is a bit true, I think that I had a kind of toxic relationship with this blog, you know, that kind of love/hate relationship.

I think that the posts that I hated the most would be the ones about a celebration birthday and a holyday celebration because I hate so much the celebrations, so many happy people stresses me out and I start to think in my life and the things that I fulfill, all that makes me sad and angry for obvious reasons and I had  a complete existential crisis. Well I think I am a very hater person and you know that if you had read my posts previously.

But there is always an exception, so my exception is the post about an app, I wrote about Instagram, my favorite app, because I really enjoy wrote about that, it was very easy and funny to write about it.

About what I learned I think that the most useful that I learn it was hot to develop an idea with the right grammar and vocabulary.

A toy

When I was a child me and my brother used to watch an animated TV show named Beyblade, In the TV show the characters played with a kind of spin but more technologic. Therefore, we beg our mother to buy one, because shortly after they started to sell in Chile, but our mother doesn´t want to do it, arguing that we always broke our things. We does not ready to give up with the toy, so we started to join tins for later selling them, they paid was very little, so we had to join many tins. Until we finally get the money enough to buy the toy.

Once we had the toy in our hands we played with them all day, it was very funny. We do not had the platform in which you supposed to play with them; we could barely get the Beyblades. Therefore, we had to use a kind of bowl of salad if I remember correctly anyway we used to have fun. Everything tearing apart when one day my brother and I had a fight, because I thought that he broke my strap, which it worked it, so I broke his strap. Whatever neither of us could played with it, so our mom was right, we ended breaking the toy.

The fault is in instagram

Approximately Five years ago, Instagram started to be popular. I didn’t like it back then, I really hated it because I thought that it was quite a shallow app, seriously, an app to post pictures of you all day, I refused to use it.
But later the memes made their appearance and I decided to make me an account just to see memes. After a short time, I made my first post, it was a landscape of my town and that’s how I started my “photographic period” in which I posted a lot of pics about almost anything, I was very bad at that.
Now I post every day just to keep my followers entertained, just kidding I don’t even have so much followers and it gives me a lot of laziness post something, but I use it every day for watching memes, even my day  begin with a meme, I waste a lot of time in that sometime i get late with my tasks.
Sometimes i think in delete the app, but come on how could i get trough the day.