#......hi.....

Namibia: *grumbles a bit* I’ve been in hiding since May. I can’t face my friends with… this outfit.

Namibia: I… I’m back. Oh thank the Lord…

@shirogamedev

I don't know why I agreed to this.

I don't know what moved me to make a Tumblr account. Perhaps it was the prospect of privacy from my family. Perhaps it was the need to share my thoughts and for others to read them.

Perhaps the prospect of thinking others really would read them even if they didn't pushed me.

I don't exactly know. All I do know is I made an account and my blog and posts are mainly based off of my favorite book which I suppose is cliche. But at the time I didn't think of how cliche it might be. And the quote I used just kind of opens up whole new questions. And this site poses a whole new experience. And I sit here and type this up and I realize how sad it is. For technology to be so intertwined with life I feel as though the only way to pose any sort of discussion upon life or my own personal journal to share with the world is on here.  I don't know who would want to know about my own personal thoughts though; I'm not particularly funny. I'm not that very uplifting in my own head. I guess I needed an outlet to talk about "me". No matter if everyone knows or no one knows.

I guess it doesn't matter why I chose to cave in. The fact is I did. That's what matters. So the people reading this or any of my other posts I want you to know,

I'm both happy and sad. And I'm still trying to figure out what that could mean. And maybe it only means I'm an adolescent girl. I don't know who I am. I just kind of am.

Thank you for reading this no matter who you are...Maybe you're a creeper that just likes to read shit. Sincerely,

Elizabeth.