Day 2, or Sometimes I wanna lie down and die

Have you ever wondered at the people who seem to have chronic foot-in-mouth disease, also known as 'open mouth, insert foot'? we really don't mean to offend, it just happens naturally without our brains having anything to do with it. granted, i'm in the habit of speaking my mind, but sometimes the brain seems to have no input at all. fortunately, i'm blessed with the ability to make new friends. pity i have so much trouble keeping them... oh insecurity, why do you dog me so? ok, thats enough of me ramblings for now.

Day 1, or why does the world hate me?

Well, here it is. a huge step up from my previous habit of intermittenly writing everything down in a nasty, scrappy journal that someone always seems to find... and even write comments in. is it any wonder i feel so targeted? but there's something to be said for spewing out your feelings on the internet. the chances of someone reading your blog and actually konwing who you are, never mind caring enough to taunt you, are like, slim to none. and here comments are actually welcomed! though if i get some serious criticism, i'll probably break-down and cry like the big-girls-blouse i really am. i'm really looking forward to this whole thing. yay for fighting insecurities!