Mood: loud
Now Playing: Hanging By a Moment -- Lifehouse
What is wrong with me? I created this blog early last year, and I rarely remembered to use it. Now I find myself in the shower, in the car, at work, thinking of things to write. Do I really think I'm that clever or witty? No. I'm just trying to get my thoughts down somewhere while I'm experiencing this momentous change. My world is constantly in motion, and I need to organize my thoughts, even the silly ones that only make sense to me. And so I write. I open myself up to criticism and scorn, and even worse, PITY, and I just realized, this could affect any future relationships I might have. Think about it. When you meet someone new, you stay on your best behaviour for a while. You wear your best outfits, try to curse less, even spend more time in front of a mirror. Well, I don't do all that, but most people I know do. I rely on my personality, so I try to keep that sparkling for a few weeks after I've met someone new, but this diary is a reflection of both the good and the bad thoughts in my head. That could be a problem.