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2004-03-07 + 1:39 a.m. (I'm not really here, but I was looking back and remembering who I was when I came here... I was young and naieve and stupid. No, really, I was. Life was just a fantasy, and I was just a silly little waif of an 18 year old girl. And it continued on much the same until the summer of my 19th year. Then everything changed. I was forced to look at my life, and forced to see things about myself that I didn't want to see. And I still chose not to accept them. Then last summer, the same thing happened again. Well, the whole "dramatic" thing happened again, and that got me thinking. Guilty as charged. But since when is that something new? I've ALWAYS been dramatic, and I always will be. It's bad at times, yes, but it's part of me. Part of what makes me who I am. I've finally grown up. When I got here, I thought love was like the lyrics to an Andrea Bocelli song. That it was all candlelight and stars, love songs and roses.Something you could simply put on a list. Now I know better. You can't explain love, can't define it, can't itemize it. I used to think I knew exactly who and what I wanted in life. Now, I don't have a clue. And I think that's how it's supposed to work.) The new place @ LJ : Confessions of a Technological Choreographer |