The main idea behind this blog is, of course, to talk about me. I would like to say there is a more prominent idea behind this, but no. This website will mostly be about me.
Why do I feel I have the right to impose my ideas on you? Let’s just say my ego is bigger than most. That should cover it.
I will not be providing you with helpful guides, life hacks to improve your health, videos on folding laundry like a ninja (why would ninjas fold laundry anyway), or how to make a lamp out of used plates (although this one might actually work…somebody is totally stealing this from me). I will not be selling you anything. At least not until this website becomes popular. Then, you can most definitely expect pop ups with hot singles in your neighborhood. You’ve been warned.
I am an immigrant (for more on this exciting topic see section The Story of me). And I do live in Brooklyn. And I am a self-proclaimed hipster. So you can definitely believe everything I say and follow blindly. Not really but you get the idea.
Another reason for creating this blog is I have always wanted to be a writer. But upon some research, I discovered that it requires time and skill. And who has the time for that anyway. You be the judge. But if you have something negative to say, keep it to yourself. Let’s be realistic, I monitor this site.
I feel like I might owe you an explanation as to the name of this website. Firstly, this was supposed to be a bRooklynite.com, but I misspelled it (true story). Secondly, Brooklynite by definition (Wikipedia, of course) is someone born and raised in Brooklyn. I have not been born in Brooklyn, but I have been raised here. So I’m only half-lying. Given the facts above, I’m calling this a destiny and leaving it at that.
Let’s keep this open-minded, casual, and grammar free. Enjoy.
Addendum 08/28/18: and now a proud owner of a Bipolar Disorder. Not proud at all. It sucks balls, you guys. But I’m learning to live with it. Technically, I’ve been born with it and having it officially diagnosed didn’t change much, but it kind of it. But maybe it didn’t. But it kinda explains a lot now. You know, I’m bipolar I get to be indecisive like that.