The first entry should be the hardest since I haven't yet gotten into the feeling of "blogging". I will not waste this talking about how bored I am or my religious/political views, but use this, my first entry, to somewhat introduce the person whose writing you might be reading every now and again from now on, or in other words mine.
I am what people consider young, and what I consider young too. I'm still learning all there is in the world. I am still catching up with things. But I feel like an exception (probably how every other "young person" does but just go with me). I see the others and I wonder how they don't see what they are doing. The severity of their actions. I shy away, yes, but I notice. I love noticing. Observing is my talent, as I like to think of it. I could literally watch paint dry. And when you love to observe, to stare, to visualize, you usually like to photograph it. Film it. I have no real skill when it comes to either but I would love to. I want to take a course in film and photography. Also, one in English. English language, English literature. It would be nice. I want to one day live in England. I love the country. I have thought it over many times.
I leave you to your lives. Have a good one. I will most likely be waiting here, trapped in your screens.
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