MUSIC = LIFE

I'm really bad at summarizing myself. Let us just get that out of the way right now.

I'm nineteen years old, an average girl who's days are made up of school, homework, friends and attempting to survive life.

I love music. Without it, I really don't know what I would do. I love singing it, playing it on the piano/guitar, writing it, listening to it, and I love discovering new artists. I don't want to say it's my passion, but I can honestly say my life without music would be a very very sad life indeed.

I like to think. That sounds really stupid in writing; almost as stupid as if I were to say it out loud, but it's true. I love movies and books that make you think at the end, the type that make you question your whole belief system, look closer at people's morals and values, and just pay more attention to life in general. Thinking is awesome; one of my favorite times of the day is right before I go to bed, after I've finished reading, when I just lie in bed thinking and waiting for sleep. It's amazing what the human mind is capable of.

Just some of the basics... I have a most handsome fish named Lestat, I display my My Little Ponies prominently in my dorm room, I like green tea and unicorns and my bed spread is a very pretty lilac color.

I write because I like to; that's where all the fluff stories originate. You know, the ones with no deeper purpose or meaning. I write them because I enjoy writing them. Eventually I'd like to write something that changes the world. Heart of Darkness change, not Harry Potter change. Until I get that brilliant idea, I'll just keep writing what I feel like. And you're all welcome to share in it.

October 15th, 2007

Well, I'm back. Nearly. Give me a few days and the next chapter will be up. I promise.