It's March. It's warm. It's sunny. I'm sitting by a window in a school computer room and the large window is open (thank goodness). There must be something in the air, because it's inspired me to start blogging again. It's a bit of a 'tried-once-failed' blogging situation. It wasn't going anywhere and when something doesn't go the way you want it to you start to wonder whether it's even worth it.

But after much deliberation, I'm starting over.

It's time to face the awkward greeting post and daunting lack of readers all over again. But this time it's okay, because I've learned it's just a matter of waiting and talking about what you want to - not talking about something totally irrelevant to you because you want to get noticed. It's a big world, so there's got to be at least a small handful of people who love what you love.

For me, starting over was a tough decision because I had no idea what I was going to talk about. Okay, so I know what I love to do in my spare time. I know I'm a talkative sixteen year old with an obsessive nature and if I love anything more than Nando's it's music, photography, writing, cosmetics, friendship and hopeless romantic stuff.

It would also be appropriate to mention that when I say 'I love the Internet', it's not because I'm that stereotypical twenty-first century kid who doesn't set foot outside because I'm too busy hunched up over the netbook constantly. Alright, maybe I am...a bit. I try to make use of the Internet as best as I can. I love things like Twitter and YouTube because when used sensibly they're a way of conveying and sharing the things you enjoy with other people from all across the world. And if you don't have anyone close to home that enjoys what you do, you can share it with people who do even if they're living in a ranch in Australia and you're in your suburban house in England, for example.

Anyway, I'm going off on a tangent.

The point is, I want to blog because I want to share and discuss. And maybe the point I should be heading in is not to blog specifically about one thing (for now). I'm at an age where I have absolutely NO CLUE where I want to be in the future, so why don't I just explore things and mix things up a little? Finally, I don't see such a problem with being general. I'm not even sure of the problem I had with that to begin with!

And that's also how I found my name: Gemma Rambles. According to my Dictionary app, 'to ramble' is 'to wander around in a lesiurely, aimless manner', 'to take a course with many turns or windings' and 'to grow in a random, unsystematic fashion'. I think this is what I want to do. I want to find who or what I am, as pretentious as that sounds, and do it in a way that allows me to travel and blog about it at the same time.

That app also describes 'to ramble' as 'to talk or write in a discursive, aimless way'. I'll be trying to keep that to a minimum, knowing how chatty I am...

So that's the awkward bit over. Hopefully I'll never have to do that again. *Breathe...*