Hey guys,
I'm sorry this is late, I had a really rough weekend and some family trouble. (Also, I have no idea how to upload pictures from a camera onto a blog, *Sigh* this is pretty much the first attempt at technical stuff Iv'e done." Anyway, everyone in class already saw my blackout thing.
(I turned it into a picture with the words "shrugging off the echoes of my former self.")
To me, that sentence is so true. For some reason or another I can't seem to get my personality right.
I really wish I had a set persona, but I don't. Two years ago I was quiet and stealthy.
I was invisible.
Then I moved to this school with a clean slate, another chance to start over. I say another because this is not the first time I have moved from schools. When I was younger, I didn't get the chance to make very many friends, I kind of took the habit of being antisocial and just sitting in a corner talking to myself, imagining having someone to talk to.
Of course, there were also bullies. If I just went "invisible" they normally wouldn't bother me.
I guess I was fine with it.
Now I get panicky if I am left alone for too long, but I still have an instinct to hide. I almost feel like those words I drew over, wanting so desperately to be read and understood, but hiding behind a wall of darkness.
