Hello Livejournal
Hello, Livejournal. Yesterday I found that my credit card has been charged for your upkeep, so I resurrect thee. So, my parents are getting divorced, my house is being dramatically changed, and we are on the brink of war.
I am scared, not of my demise but of the Facebook News Feed. It frightens me in a very Orwellian sort of way, but as an attention whore, I love the publicity it affords. School this year has me nervous. There are moments in one's life where one is keenly aware of a choice, a decision. Do I fall? Take the path of least resistance, face chaos with despair? or do I man up? Climb steps, drink raw eggs in the face of change, dance to the theme of Rocky and prove myself wrong?
I don't know yet. I am aware I am capable of both.
I am scared, not of my demise but of the Facebook News Feed. It frightens me in a very Orwellian sort of way, but as an attention whore, I love the publicity it affords. School this year has me nervous. There are moments in one's life where one is keenly aware of a choice, a decision. Do I fall? Take the path of least resistance, face chaos with despair? or do I man up? Climb steps, drink raw eggs in the face of change, dance to the theme of Rocky and prove myself wrong?
I don't know yet. I am aware I am capable of both.