Idiosyncratic Hedonist Turns One

Once upon a year ago, I was sitting in a Personality Psychology class on a Thursday afternoon. I had taken up a writing job and was a little behind on completing a 10 page assignment so I had to work on it during my lunch hour if I was to meet the deadline. By the time I was done, I was one hour late for my class, and being one not to miss any of my classes, I went for this one and sat at the back of the class. I had wanted to start a blog for quite some time and had come up with several names including; Off-kilter, Lone ranger, Effant terrible, Outlandish among many others that just didn't feel quite right. During this class, the lecturer was busy teaching about Freud and his psychosexual explanation of personality. Having studied Sigmund Freud in other units, I was grateful that I wasn't really floating. Out of nowhere, she digressed and started talking about bipolar disorder, and how bipolar patients do what they want. And she explained their behaviour as hedonistic. And that was it. I had gotten the name of my blog from such an unlikely source. It is not that I am bipolar, but I think I tend to do things for the simple reason that it feels right. The idiosyncratic part is because everyone thinks they are weird in some way or the other, and it is normal to be weird.

I was super excited that day because finally what was an idea was going to materialize into reality. After the class I was tempted to skive my Quantitative Analysis class and start my blog, but decided against it. Throughout the class I kept checking the clock and wondering when 8:30 would reach so I could start this thing already. Anyway, that day the universe was set on derailing me because it rained heavily and the traffic was out of this world. It usually took me 30 minutes from Madaraka to town and that day it took me an hour. So getting home was a problem. To cut the long story short, I arrived home at 11. I was tired and had lots of things to do. At around half past midnight, the excitement on starting the blog had died. And now I was torn between doing my homework or doing research for my writing assignment. I went with the homework but when I was done, I couldn't sleep so decided to get done with the blog thing. And that's how Idiosyncratic Hedonist came into existence. People usually ask how I came up with such a name and so I hope I have explained.

Anyway, when I started this, I was so busy even during the weekends that even sleeping felt like work. So this was a place where I could write about anything and everything to get my mind off work and school. My posting was not consistent because of lack of time but this place was sort of special. Because Idiosyncratic Hedonist is me. What I post here is 100% true. One year is what this has been, I can't believe how time flies. And because I don't tell people when its my birthday, I think it is only fair for people to know that Idiosyncratic Hedonist has turned one.