As queer as this sounds, I have found it hysterical how my livejournal had become quite the "Gossip Girl." As many know there has been a new series called "Gossip Girl," in which some girl splurges out all the nasty dirt about the rich folk in some part of some city.
It's really a hysterical show, and is perfect for me being somewhat of a teenager.
The website though is essentially a blog. A blog that is editted by a mystery girl.
The blog essentially becomes the narration of the series, but is frequently acessed by the rich who'd like to know more information, and the followers who are dagging to tag along.

Though my life isn't quite so glamorous. My journal had become the acess point into the grime of the smarter students in my class. Many a hate comments were sent, many a thankful, but it only allowed me to vent. I ended up stirring too many commotions and shut it down only to open up a new journal within a week, this one no one could befriend. Though somehow I wasn't quiet enough in my transgression and found myself known to another great number of people, only recently.

It seems they couldn't get enough.

So i've left to find a new interface. A place where no names will be used unless they are made up. Many a name might represent their beauty or rather their grotesque features, but how will you know which name i find hideous?

You'll also find some Poetry, or snidbits of writing that i start and hardly ever complete. If it interests you, let me know. Although it renders me disappointed to not be able to carry over the old writing. The writing i cared about most. It had talent but now i'm weary and too socially acceptive that nothing phases me.
i hope to bring you something new, something creative and brilliant
something that resembles me