Greetings! Upon reading this I am apologetic to announce to you that you have had the misfortune of happening upon a sophomore in high school who holds nothing more dear to her heart than that highly-esteemed art of procrastination. Alas, it seems, her story is a sad one, for she has recently begun to find that such mundane and sane pastimes such as warbling inexpertly along with her favorite music, setting random objects that unwisely situated themselves a tad bit to close to her aflame, and counting the dots on her ceiling, no longer held the same enduring joy that they once did (although this unfortunate child confides that she does still quite love doing all of those things still, especially that bit about burning). So, in a quest to find a more efficient and intruiging way to procrastinate the time away, she deserted her former hobbies and discovered the joy of writing. Oh, yes, ever since childhood she had garnered a fetish for books and the magical words trapped within them, and had often been complimented on her scholarly writings and poetry. Despite that, though, she had never thought to try her hand at actual writing. It was one long-forgotten day, lost in the blur of past procrastinations, that she discovered her love of the graceful manipulations of language did not have to be restricted, and that she could create for her own an imaginary world to love and cherish. And, more importantly, to eternally procrastinate in. So thus was her delimma overcome, and her world of fantasy formed. Anyways, moving back into the first person tense that I had once used with regularity in the good old days of sanity, this is to be site to hold the creations that come barging out of my twisted little mind and somehow apply themselves to paper. I know that for the most part that it is not very good, and that I tend to wander off of the beaten path on my petty little tangents, but still, all is well. The beaten path can screw itself and its conformity if it does not like my mode of travel. Ha there i go again. *pulls mind away from assult on the beaten path and back to the matter at hand*. So if you prefer writing that is more to the point and doesnt waste time on insignificant details, this probably isnt the place for you (although i feel it safe to presume that, after starting to read my bio, you figured that out and fled long before i felt the need to warn you of the tediousness of my style). Umm, anyways, i highly doubt that i shall ever have anyone grace the pages of my writings, so this was probably all in vain to begin with *shrugs*