The first that was created...

I wonder if anyone will find this. I'm listening to Shrek in the backround right now, and usually its wonderfully distracting but right now it irritates me with the whole ridiculousness of it.
Its still comic genius.
Before the beginning, I thought alot about truth. It was recurring theme in all of my real-life journals. I believe that It's absolutely okay to lie as long as it doesn't hurt anybody and as long as you're not lieing to yourself. It's one of my absolutely unbreakable rules, to never lie to myself.
If you can't tell yourself the truth, who can you tell it to?
Or if you're are lieing to yourself, how do you expect other to tell you the truth?
Comprende?
I don't know if I'll continue this blog after this entry.
But I have a feeling that I will. I'm getting this satisfying feeling I get when I get a beautiful new empty journal.
tres bien.
I'm listening to Shrek argueing with Donkey about his swamp and wanting to be left alone with his swamp and his wall.
To be left alone in peace and safety from the world. I feel for him.
Haha now he's picking out constellations. loving it...hating it...
Oh and I guess maybe I should tell 'you' (i.e. the future me reading this blog) about myself.
This is me after the beginning already began.
If you know what I mean.
I am Jamaican and I have dreads but do no call me a Rastafarian, I warn you.
It's just that don't try to understand something you know nothing about but what you here from tv and the one song from Bob Marley and The Wailers. I will rip you apart.
I have best friends, maybe you will get to know them. I am still growing and learning.
I love to listen to the tv but hate to watch it really. I sing, I write, I dance, I steal things...like hearts and chapstick and scrungies and time for myself to think and to remember to feel.
Sometimes i do forget how to feel. I am easily detatched, but this doesn't mean I'm indifferent to people.
I love strongly and my love lasts for a long time. Which could be either a good or a bad thing.
I'm going to end it here. If I say everything now, what will I tell you later?


But I'll tell you this one last thing...In the beginning, there was a melody drifting throught the atmosphere...