In my unremarkably conquest of trying to pursuit a sophisticated
I'm 14. I am just trying to fill a space that is sadly unnoticed. I want to be one of those people who points out the rights and wrongs in this world (and my grammar is sure to be the first one in line). But I don't want anyone to confirm or comment the way I see this generation. "Hear me out." is what I am attempting to say here. I'm no critic. I don't have the right to be an umpire. What I say may or may not have meaning to anyone, but it slightly does to me.
My intentions of being here, in this anonymous partition that calls out to me whenever the need to exclude myself from the harsh reality of this world is quite tangled or confusing. But as I said before, I want my voice to be heard through little pixilated letters. I really wouldn't mind if no one is in great shape to listen to my small pleadings of establishing the difference between being a person who has high regards, expectations or has a profession of being a dream-crusher, and a person who lives in a whimsical fairytale life that we all desperately desire to be in. My thoughts are merely on the edge of exploding if I don't keep it in a safety box that is most likely not to be opened up and fed into the wild life of stereotypes. I need my thoughts to stay calm and be stored into a site where I can remain anonymous. I see a lot of things that my mind "apparently" needs my opinion on. And so I bring them to you. Whoever you are.
You might find me boring. It's okay. I've been that type of person from an early age. I'll be posting for maybe... once a day or two(?). Depends on my stability of being an operating life-worker of my humble abode. I'm quite bad at frequently writing a blog post. I've had failed blogs due to my lack of activation. But I'll try for this particular one.
Thanks for noticing, my unidentified viewers... :-)
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