Sometimes I wonder if maybe keeping this blog, while it has been good for pouring out my thoughts, was a mistake. After all, without it, there would be nothing on this site truly personal, as I don't have an 'about me' kind of page (I am amazed at how many people have BOTH a blog AND an indepth page dedicated to themselves. I take no issue with their right to do this, but it's just.. why? It's most frustrating when that's just about all they have), so the only way to know about what kind of person I am would be through sitting down and sifting through all my crap. And even then, you'd only be able to guess what I'm like as a person and what my personal life is like, because to be honest Claris isn't exactly a perfect representation. She's actually much more levelheaded than me, or at least it seems that she is when I write her.. mostly because she freaks out over things that are WORTH freaking out over and I freak out over every little thing. And while I do have something of a speech impediment (trust me, folks, even if you know me and don't think I don't, I do. It presents itself most clearly when I'm extremely nervous and/or upset -_-;), I don't stutter.. etc etc.

But anyway, with this blog, people who normally would only visit, read my work, look at the nice pictures I have gotten, and then wander on their way also get to see what a terrible, fallible person I am. Look, I know there's a lot of things that aren't quite right in my wires. But I'm trying to better myself. It's slow progress; internal changes generally are, but you know, some people take their entire lifetimes to get it right, and if that's what I have to do, I will. However I think now that before I can really begin to be more 'mature' as it were, I have to accept the way I already am.

And anyway... most writers were, historically, difficult to get along with, weren't they? XP; (yes, I know that's not an excuse)