Thursday, November 20, 2008

Identity.

Is it so strange that I don't want anyone who I know in real-life to know of this blog?
or my other on-line profiles?

I enjoy having an 'identity' with no prejudice, no 'mold' that is pre-made for me already.
Because then, I can be whatever I wish to be- maybe it's pretentious, or fake, but how else am I to know what 'me' suits myself the best?
And, to be able to spew out my thoughts without having people around me talk to me about it, or judge me by it- such a free feeling, that I wish to never have taken away from me. It's a guilty pleasure- from Myspace to blogs, I create a new profile as soon as someone finds it, and attempts on adding me, because I don't want anyone to know the 'self' I create for myself to live.

On-line, it doesn't matter what I am, who I am, what I decide to be that day; there's going to be someone who identifies with me, without questioning why, I just am to whoever it may be that unites themselves with.
And same goes for them; I don't question why, I just take them as they are-after all, isn't it the best feeling? to be accepted for who you 'are' at the time...

I don't believe anyone is a single person, there's more than one side to them- for instance I am not a single person that can be identified; I am an energy ball, I am a suicidal, I am a friend, an enemy, a goth, a prep... the list is so long, I can be everything people wouldn't expect.
And when people see a different side of me, they don't understand.

I don't expect them to, though I wish they could.
I never understand how someone can expect me to be one person, rather than the chameleon that I am.
And, I hate meeting people through someone I already know, because that person that I know would've made a mold for me to fill already- I am already 'made' into what that person perceive me as- a single person.

I think too much sometimes, though, I never feel like it's a waste.

xx
AJ

1 comment:

Unknown said...

but i know you in real life
and i know your blog

and i met you through tom
but what he thinks of you isn't what i think