An Introduction of Sorts...

But if you can still remember, stop and think of me . . . (Phantom of the Opera--Think of me)

           

Those are the lyrics that I know dearly to my heart. They used to play in my mind over and over when I was twelve years old. I would imagine that I was thee Christine Daae, singing my heart out to the world pleading to never be forgotten. Think of me! I would sing, secretly hoping that someone was really thinking of me, that someone would still care, even when I’m old and gray. And maybe, with this blog of mine, I can share all of my thoughts about life, High School, books, music etc. and someone may take the time and read through it carefully. Maybe they won't post anything, or maybe they will just glance through it... but in the end, someone may stop and think of me.