Time for words

Ive always had a knack for writing,but never really found the time,rather I'm just a lazy teenager but as a new year resolution I've made up my mind to start writing! You see words can describe so much and they kind of make feel so happy.You wont believe it but i tap into my blackberry so many times writing up about whats happening and how i feel,or sometimes in the shower i just wonder about random articles that i need to start writing like the other day i was thinking about football, is not played as much in India just because of how popular cricket is,i mean so much love for that sport! Ps:Couldn't be asked to go down to WHsmith to buy a nice little book.-Btw im a football player and oh yes im a girl,you can feel free to imagine bend it like Beckham :)*sighs* .Anyway before you continue I'm a bit random, like any other teenager i do go off topic.Yeah so going back to what the title say time for words! There are so many things we want to do in life but we cant be bothered to get our arse up that comfy couch and eyes off that tv.However here i am writing a blog about it,simply because i was on facebook for half an hour and there wasn't a single notification-PS: I am not a loner,nor a chav who expects notifications every second. So yeah and now that i have a blog i can finally start writing.Well what i mean is that it keeps coming back into your mind all the time,there's a little voice in my head that keeps observing the beauty of something and you probably noticed i need to express it.Wondering, beauty of what? The green trees and all that? Hold your breath all the nature lovers out there I'm just a teen i adore lovely brown bags that look so classy,and that vintage dress oh and of course those new football boots! So much contrast ,eh? Nevermind oh! and btw did i tell you i want to be a journalist?Random. Moving on this is my first blog :D quite excited,the words are flowing.Yeah so time for words-I don't want to be a philosophical teen who has a moral to every blog but just saying you know that warm fuzzy feeling you get like butters melting onto your heart?(Confessions of a shopaholic-Amazing movie)That's what you feel when you do something you love like writing for me,perhaps,playing the drums for you,or dancing,painting? Oh whoever feels painting-its a same pinch! Habits and words from primary school don't die fast.So well yeah all i mean to say is do something effective that makes your heart melt like butter,instead of sticking your eyes up that tv and letting your bum sink deep into that couch,or tapping onto those little keys of your blackberry and saying to yourself,omg-have to reply to that,share what you feel and let words flow....