Hello, World. :D

This is my new blog. I actually already have one, but it's got rants and cursing and all that stuff. I'll try to keep most of the cursing off of this one. The rants too. Mostly, I intend to use it to ramble about my days. Which are, admittedly, pretty boring. But I like reading about other people, I think it's interesting, so I can only assume there are other people who will get some entertainment out of this. You never know.

I'll introduce myself now, since it's my very first entry.

I've got a real name, but you can call me Vertige if you don't know me. In case you hadn't worked this out by now, I'm a girl. I'm thirteen, almost fourteen. If you consider 'almost' to be one and a half months, which I don't, really, but most people do.

I don't have a boatload of freetime, generally. But when I do, I spend it messing around on the computer, reading, and experimenting on the guitar and the piano. I can't play either very well, but I know enough to teach myself things. I also write fanfiction, occasionally. Anything from pathetically fangirlish rockstar stories to Animal Crossing horror.

I listen to music almost constantly. Some of my favorite artists are Nirvana, The Birthday Massacre, Britney Spears, Blind Melon, Bella Morte, Steve Burns, The Toadies, Jane Wiedlin, and Veruca Salt. Or rather, those are the ones I've been listening to most frequently as of late.

That's probably enough introduction. I'll post a little about my day, and be done now.

I woke up around five with a stomach ache, then proceeded to fall back asleep 'til 5:57, when I was forced out of bed by my clock. Mornings make me question the point of life. I had the bus seat to myself this morning, which is always nice. School was the colossally pointless waste of time that it always is, the high point of the day being gym. I'm not terribly athletic, but that matters not in my gym class. Upon arriving home, I did about an hour of algebra homework. I've got a chapter test tomorrow, but I'm pretty confident about the stuff. Our test was meant to be today, but it got pushed ahead due to a school picture session in the middle of class.

The best part of the day was definitely finding out that Letters to Cleo reunited. Yes, this is pathetically old news. It gave me quite a shock when I was browsing about on Imeem today and there was a red icon that said, 'On Tour' beside their name. I thought it was a mistake, 'til Wikipedia told me the beautiful truth. They're not doing much in the way of touring yet, but they should be soon, and then maybe I'll go see them. I'm so glad that Kay got her mind back and left Miley's crew.

Worst part might be that tomorrow is Friday, and I'm going to miss a few elements of school over the weekend. I'll also have to end this procastination and start studying for my French test, since something tells my teacher wouldn't be especially pleased if I tanked a unit assessment. Ah, well. I think I'll live.

That's about it.