And so I am now officially one of those bloggers, indulging in yet another trendy, electronic outlet of narcissism and probably already sounding pretentious and its only my first sentence.
My first post. This is intended to be read quickly and swiftly:
My name is Sara Cremer but I will be signing off as Ghost, because isn't that what we all are in cyber-space? I'm told the internet is a series of tubes. "Ghost" seemed even further suitable due to my pale skin and hair, someone once described me as "a shade of Casper," and I like ghosts. Kind of. I like the way is sounds, it even sounds like a ghost, like there's a slight translusence to the word itself. Ghhhhhosssst--see when I write it like that it looks like "shhhhhh" which makes it look and sound as if only to be whispered. Like a secret. What we do is secret.
Some words suit their definition so well.
Why did I start a blog? Because I have a surplus of words and if I don't let them
fall
off
my
tongue
I may explode. You should see me in class, I'm one of those annoying kids that always has something to say. Always.
Why is it called Static and Chandelier? I like static, the kind on the TV. And I like chandeliers, but I only have one, making it singular. It's made of plastic.
I selected the "Minima Black," do you like it? It's very classic (please emphasize the "k" sounds when reading "classic" in your head for full enjoyment).
I lied about this being my first post. I've made previous posts before, but not on here. On MySpace, which is also full of ghosts because everyone has moved to Facebook. And so the latest trend in humor is directed towards the obsolescence of MySpace and how everyone should just move to Facebook. What's Facebook?
Don't answer.
But whenever log onto MySpace to post a bulletin about how long it's been since the last time you were online, you should give me a bit of a visit.
We'll have some fun, you and I.
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