Another New Beginning

What's this, my twelfth blog? Something like that. I don't even know. Something about the others wasn't... intimate enough for me. I needed someplace which was safe. Somewhere I could write down every little thought I had, and someplace where I could use names. I just needed somewhere where my days could be documented.

So. Siobhan XII. Not exactly the catchiest blog title, but, let's be honest: My creativity is kind of at a low right now.

I'm always so awful at these introduction things. Let's start with some facts about me, I guess?

Okay, fact one: I've had another blog: "Race Against Machines" for over a year now. I'd like to think that this blog is going to be my "personal" one, and that one can chill over there and stay where I blog about stupid issues that bother me, kind of like writing a column for a newspaper, except it's a blog. And it's on the internet. And absolutely no one will read it. Plus I'm not getting payed to write this.

Fact Two: I'm a writer. In case you couldn't tell. I have this way about me that's oddly sarcastic, and yet strangely fascinating. At least to me. I don't know, it's just this side of me that loves to be let out every once in a while, because it's so much fun to be able to sit down and become another character for a while. God, that sounds like I'm going to be starring in some freaky roleplaying porno.

Fact Three: I'm not going to be starring in some freaky roleplaying porno. At all. Ever. Out of the question. I really don't understand the fascination, to be quite honest. If you want it, do it yourself. Don't watch other people do it.

Fact Four: I'm entering my senior year in high school in approximately a week. Hip-hip hooray for me! One more year and I'm out of this place.

But that brings me to what I was really making this blog for, and that was blogging about the everyday shenanigans which I constantly battle with.

For starters, I've got oodles of summer work to do, some of which I haven't even started yet. I just can't wait. At all.

Fact Five: I'm fluent in sarcasm.

I also had to go to the doctor today. I felt kind of bad, because he had a stutter, but I almost wanted to say to him, "It's okay. Take your time. I can tell that your nervous, which is making you stutter, but you just need to breathe in and out. Deep breaths." But I didn't. Lucky for me, he gave me the most brutal diagnosis ever. Psoriasis.

According to him it's not a big deal. I've got this crazy like cream stuff to put on the back of my neck, but it should clear up soon. If only the prescriptions weren't so freaking expensive. They even tried to give us a card which would make the medication free, but you have to be over eighteen to use it. How unfair is that?

Fact Six: I turned seventeen on August 2nd.

We went for Indian food tonight. I kind of have a soft spot for one of the waiters who works there. Not that I'll act upon it or anything. I'm probably imagining it, but he seems to look at me a certain way and it makes me smile. Nothing serious, I don't want anything serious.

Fact Seven: I've been single since my freshman year, and for right now, I'm okay with it.

Right now I just want to pick up a good book, cuddle under my covers with my AC on and read until I fall asleep.

I hope I can keep this up daily. I've been slacking on my other blog. I really want to be consistent. Here's hoping.

-Siobhan