crushed to silence by the weight of REVELATIONS.
My first revelation today was that I really really want to be an art teacher- I don't even know what specific subject of art yet, I just know I want to do it. A quote from the book "Tuesdays With Morrie" inspired me. I feel enlightened. It's a wonderful thing.
My second revelation is that my perception of every person I know has changed- In the past 24 hours. And I suddenly dislike a lot of people.
My third is that- Frankly? If not for Daria, my incredible ability to rplay Draco Malfoy like no one has ever even *dreamed* of rplaying Draco Malfoy, my intense sense of style and somehow making the antagonist the flyest motherfucker around, the fact that i'm constantly coming up with the best rping ideas this side of LiveJournal, the fact that i'm ALWAYS, ALWAYS dishing out plot idea after plot idea to rpers who are having writer's block, and the right brilliant girls i've had the pleasure of even getting to meet on a few occasions by being a member of it?
I may have left my RPG by now.
Why should I have to live through fantasies when my real life is better than anything it can provide and it's positively surrounding me?
PS- Last night was the sikkest night of this life.
Sidenote: I'm making a new livejournal for the new year. If you want to be friended, leave me a comment here. If you come back later and say "I didn't see the entry that said 'new lj'!" then you don't read my lj often enough to need my new one. Peace.
My second revelation is that my perception of every person I know has changed- In the past 24 hours. And I suddenly dislike a lot of people.
My third is that- Frankly? If not for Daria, my incredible ability to rplay Draco Malfoy like no one has ever even *dreamed* of rplaying Draco Malfoy, my intense sense of style and somehow making the antagonist the flyest motherfucker around, the fact that i'm constantly coming up with the best rping ideas this side of LiveJournal, the fact that i'm ALWAYS, ALWAYS dishing out plot idea after plot idea to rpers who are having writer's block, and the right brilliant girls i've had the pleasure of even getting to meet on a few occasions by being a member of it?
I may have left my RPG by now.
Why should I have to live through fantasies when my real life is better than anything it can provide and it's positively surrounding me?
PS- Last night was the sikkest night of this life.
Sidenote: I'm making a new livejournal for the new year. If you want to be friended, leave me a comment here. If you come back later and say "I didn't see the entry that said 'new lj'!" then you don't read my lj often enough to need my new one. Peace.