So yeah, I feel weird blogging. It's like all my business - everything that I do, think, say... All of it is out there on the Internet for the world to read. It's kinda nosey, if you ask me. But at the same time it relieves pressure and anxiety and calms the nerves. I doubt that many people would really want to read the rambles of a teenage girl.
Not to say I'm any old teenage drama queen who wants to be one of the popular kids that drive in Mustangs and chew gum just to look cool. Or one of those rich kids that shops at Hollister every weekend with daddy's credit card. Just the same, I don't want to be some stereotypical goth/emo kid. You know, the kind that swear they're nonconformists but wear the same uniform of a Hawthorne Heights shirt, skinny jeans, a brightly coloured belt and torn up Vans/Converse. And let's not forget the tons of unnecessary bracelets and accessories that only seem to make the outfit look worse. Or, wait... Did I confuse emo for scene? They're all the same these days.
Anywho, I digress. I'm just a simple person simply posting my simple thoughts of a simply done, simply named blog. SImple? I guess.
But it's still a bit of a pain in the ass to come online and gush out all my thoughts and ideas to the world.
But, again, I doubt many people would want to know the thoughts of a teenage girl.
Hmm... Maybe I should begin to introduce myself? I guess I'll go ahead with that.
Hello, random Internet viewer, I'm... me. I'm nicknamed Lor, Loreo, and that kid. Pick your favourite. I like to type in older English, the way English was meant to be spelt. I like traditional valies and optinions and I'm pretty conservative, but I guess there are times where things call for a change. Yes, I was pro-McCain last election. I like reading articles written by Leonard Pitts of the Miami Herald, and my favourite movies are essentially anything with Johnny Depp, The Butterfly Effect, and The Number 23. My favourite bands are Avenged Sevenfold and Trivium - both are kickass.
I listen to just about any music if it sounds good or has good lyrics, but I hate scene kid music and rap about bangin' bitches and slappin' hoes.
I can't stand the over-dramatic emo and scene kids that just try way too hard, and I hate people that actually try to fit into a label. I also hate people who call other people posers. It's just stupid.
I'm a hateful person - I hate a lot of things. I hate Twilight. It's obnoxious, and I hate people who obsess over it and make it their Bible. I mean, if you like it, that's fine, but when you dump your boyfriend for Edward, then you need a life, and you definitely won't find one in that stupid book.
I also swear a lot, but I try to tune it down on the computer. However, that hardly works. Since I'm talking about things I hate, I probably seem like I have a stick up my ass or something, but there are things in this world that I do like.
I love to draw, and I've been doing it for about a year and a half. I can't say I'm very good, but I think I've improved a lot since when I first started.
I like to write, though I haven't done that in some time. I write a lot of prose, and I write a lot about my thoughts and ideas. However, I still manage to hold a crappy grade in English...
I actually like using chat faces a lot, but I'm not using them much now, which will make this incredibly long blog post incredibly boring, but I'm not the one sitting around reading the rantings of a teenage girl, not am I
That's right, the joke's on you. You're the one reading, and I applaud anyone who made it this far without thinking, "Wow, she's a stupid bitch" or "when does this damn post end?" And I applaud those who made it here without looking up at that little red X in the corner of their screen, slowly moving their mouse over, hesitating because they wonder if anything good might actually come out of this sentence in the end.
But no. Nothing is happening, and now you want to click the red X. But these words are tempting you. You want to keep reading, because these words tease you. They make you think that something more may be beyond them, that something... something interesting might be said.
And now I'm lacking things to write. I'll probably think more up later, but it's kinda late right now.
It is currently 10:38, and my starting time was 10:11.
This is one hell of a post.
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