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In the background, an introductory theme plays. Amidst the demisemiquavers, you hear a melody, singing strong and true; the sound of your life...
Wait, no, that's just my phone ringing. After many years of writing crammed and angsty teenage thoughts in little diaries, I have finally moved to the world of blogging. I know, it is such an achievement. Or not, yeah, probably not. Even though the probability of anybody reading this is drastically low, there is still a large part of me that is incredibly proud that I have finally mustered the courage to post some of my thoughts on the internet. Heck, I barely say what I think in a Facebook status, and my real-life conversations usually comprise of me helping other people with their problems, rather than sharing my own. So, making a blog is a big step for me.
But, who am I? Well, I could delve into biochemistry, or go on a spiritual rant, but that's probably not the sort of response a question like that deserves. Et hem. I shall stop avoiding the question and qive it a proper answer.
This blogger has been a philosopher since the day she was born. [tense change!] I clearly remember walking around my living room in circles, repeating, over and over "What's the point in being alive, if you're just gonna die?" A heavy topic, for one who was only four years of age. Nevertheless, it is one I have pondered my whole life.
I am an extremely dedicated school student (much moreso than I wish I was), and I live what could be seen as a normal life, but there has always been a part of me that longs for something more spiritally fulfilling. Never fear, internet junkies, I shall not fill this blog with rants on the meaning of life... all the time. In all seriousness, I do hope to share the funny (and often highly ironic) stories that make up my life, but, I can't promise that I'll always be able to restrain from ranting. Bear with me on this one.
A little more on the soul-inhabited body that is myself. I am a devout Christian, though I rarely go to church, and am skeptical about much of the contents of the Bible. I believe that science has many truths, but that there is also so, so much more to life than meets the eye; so much that cannot and will not ever be explained.
On the lighter side, I love music and I am completely obsessed with musical theatre, but that's another story. I adore chocolate, long walks during the night and the sound of rain hitting my tin roof.
I am someone who has never been in love. Come to think of it, I've never really even been 'in like'. That's not to say I've never been attracted to anyone in my life, because, oh dear goodness I have, but I'm pretty sure Spanish voice actors and homosexual musical theatre stars don't really count as proper crushes. I mean, I know I have the potential to love someone, someday, but the long-fringed, low-pant-wearing, morally messed up teenage boys that surround me are certainly nothing worthy of infatuation.
Which brings me to my final point; I am a very old-fashioned person. While I love a lot of technology (I really don't know how I would live without my laptop), I can be uber greenie on many occasions, and completely bash the human race for destroying the Earth. Actually, I just like to bash humans in general, but that's not the point. I have one of the strongest moral compasses out of... anyone, like ever. Which often makes it hard for me to stand living in this corrupt society. I apologise, I'm ranting again.
That's all for today, my little music notes.