I Am the Blog

For the past two weeks now, I have had a quiz, test, exam, or paper due every single day. Every. Single. Day. Read ’em and weep. No really, weep.

All of these assignments have left me with literally no free time, save the weekends. I hate not having even an hour to myself during the week. I just hope this will all slow down soon, at least for a while. Give me a couple weeks to myself please, uni.

I have yet another exam Tuesday that I will need to study for this weekend, but right now I am eagerly awaiting the end of the work day. I have so many things I want to do tonight. Everything I’ve wanted to do all week has just built up and up and up and it’s dying for release. Catharsis of activities? I think so.

In my Media Processes and Effects class this morning, my GSI said that blogging is a form of self-reflection. I took it at face value initially, but I’ve been thinking about it a little more. At first, it made me wonder whether people assume that every blogger just writes about his or her day. I don’t always do that, my good friend Georgina doesn’t always do that… And what about fashion bloggers, political opinion bloggers, etc.?

The lecture slides define self-reflection as a process through which “people make sense of their experiences, explore [their] own cognition and self-beliefs, and alter their thinking accordingly.” I went back and read some of my old blog posts, thinking that most of them would not adhere to this definition. “When I write about things I see happening around me, things I hear about online,” I thought, “that’s not self-reflection.” Where’s the self in that, right?

Wrong. I noticed that, even when I was writing about something very much outside myself, I was still reflecting. I was reflecting on my stance on the issue, deciding what I wanted to put into words, what point I wanted to get across to my readers. Even this post–such a simple post about how I had a good time at Warped Tour and ran into the members of Simple Plan–has elements of the definition. At the very least, the final sentence, “I still kind of can’t believe how lucky we were,” conforms to the part of the definition that talks about making sense of experiences.

Yes, even fashion bloggers fit the definition. I’ve never actually read a fashion blog, but I feel safe assuming that the writers have to reflect on what they like and what’s important enough to them to post about. And political bloggers, well, that one’s obvious.

What about you? Have you ever read or written a blog post that didn’t fit the definition?

I guess my apparent obsession with proving people wrong when they make sweeping generalizations about me or a group of people I’m a part of could prove to be a good thing after all. Look at me, I’m learning! It’s like blogging suddenly has an actual purpose. I think, in a way, blogging helps me figure out who I am. All this self-reflection goes to my head, literally and in the best way possible.

6 thoughts on “I Am the Blog

  1. If you look at self-reflection that way, then you could say that almost writing is a form of self-reflection. I definitely have not written a post that falls outside the definition. Reporters are reflecting on the facts that they have collected in their field work. Novelists are reflecting on how their thoughts and ideas can piece together and affect someone else’s life.

    I hope that university gets a bit better! Unless the TAs for your classes are all masochistic, then they will let you off soon.

  2. This reminds me of when I did my media project on reflection in blogging. You’ve taken a step ahead. If I had my work online somewhere I’d show you (or I can show you later anyway) what I researched. I discovered that self-reflection was not really evident in most personal blogs I looked at, and most bloggers didn’t engage in reflection in their actual posts. You could go and develop that thing I did, if ever you have to do something similar, and try to make a point that all blog posts include some form of self-reflection. Ah, you and I are cool.

    Just because we don’t write about our day doesn’t mean that we somehow make some sort of reflection when we blog. πŸ™‚

    Either way I hope you have more time soon! Surely you get a proper break before Christmas.

  3. I think that blogs can be used as a platform for self-reflection, but this is a far deeper meaning that very few people ever even think of. If it is not self-reflection at this point in time then I’m pretty sure that late in life when one reads an old post to themselves again that can be a form of self-reflection. But you make a good point, even one’s opinion and stating that in a post is a self-reflection.

    Anyway, I hope things end up slowing down for you. I know how stressful it can be when you get so so busy.

  4. Having a test/quiz/exam every day for a certain period of time would kill me. My organs would shrivel up… hopefully those are all over now, though.
    I’ve been back at school for 2 months now (it doesn’t feel like it… more like 2 years) and I agree – the worst thing about it is just coming home, working and then having maybe half an hour to myself before I have to go to bed. Half an hour doesn’t cut it. Hopefully things will slow down for both of us and we can both spent that half hour playing guitar and then have an extra hour or two to do something else.

    I blog about my day from time to time but to be totally honest, I feel uncomfortable blogging constantly about my life because a) it’s not very interesting and b) it would be boring for me as well. I like to try and vary my posts. Most of mine are… well, I always touch of my life, but never go into detail. I just ramble and hope it sounds okay, haha.

    The definition is quite vague in a way, I suppose – I guess I reflect a lot naturally. My last, big self-reflecting post was probably “Our Ghosts Behind Us”.

    I like blogging because it gets things off my chest; and I like looking at old entries and reading what I felt, thought, said. I never really saw it as having a deeper purpose, but now I’ve found one, thanks to this post. (Y)

    Thank you for your comment – it made me smile; I don’t know why, but either way, merci!
    A band, eh? That would be freaking epic. I can picture you in a band! Your hair also would work with the punk look if required. Did I ever mention how jealous I am of your hair?
    Arrh, I’m in the same boat! As I’m sure you know I want to be a writer and publish stories, or at least write articles and such: my dad, however, keeps telling me that English is too competitive and that yes, theoretically I could do well in that area but it’s always safe to have a back-up plan, etc. I’m thinking of psychiatry but the only thing is the science element of it doesn’t appeal to me much at all.

    You’re right, of course – patience is the answer. :3 Good things come to those who wait, supposedly. (Personally I think the good things come to those who go and get them).

    Take care! xx

  5. Rachel,

    I really liked this post. Despite the fact having exams and everything really does stink, I really hope things slow down for you and you can have some free time. I mean sometimes, we do need a break and with being stressed out and everything, it certainly doesn’t help. Been there, done that. But really, I do hope things calm down. πŸ™

    I believe all forms of art, writing, etc are forms of self expression and reflection. It may seem like you may not be really reflecting yourself a certain way, but getting dressed is a way of self expression. Things that we do daily or often such as blogging is a way of self expression and reflection. I never really thought of blogging of a way of self reflection as I suppose it is. πŸ™‚

  6. Wow, this post is thought-provoking. Maybe in a way some personal blogs do fit that term. For the time being, I believe mine certainly do. Not all of them. I don’t know about other kind of blogs though. I’ve read some fashion blogs, and they do a little bit.

    The blog post I’ve just written is probably falling under self-reflection. It’s mainly about me and my internal thinking.

    As for free time, I’m finally getting some of that back. I know how you feel so I hope time slows down a bit and you’re able to relax some. I hated it when my life was a constant go, go, go.

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