Prologue

Well, my life up until now has been quite similar to the life of any ordinary teenager, so though the past is not of great merit nor a sign of individuality, it does present some measure of explanation for the present, and the ever elusive future.
By means of sparknotes, I was born in Germany in 1991. Since then, I have moved my fair share of times, and have grown quite experienced in the respect of understanding different cultures and people as well as what motivates them. At least, this is what I would like to think.
Moving so much also obviously had its influence on the development of my character to the point that it is now. For instance, before moving to New Zealand, I was a pansy, plain and simple. Yes, it's embarrassing to say, but it is the truth and any such entry must always strive for the objective truth. I quickly learnt that New Zealand was a very physical country, and my persona soon accomodated this without losing my previously established quirkiness.
I, as many have, have also experienced my fair share of disaster and regret in the past. However, I shall refrain from typing about it for the moment as future posts may well be depressing enough to accomodate, depending on my mood.
As simply as I can put this, I am nothing special, nothing to note, and that's fine. These blogs will probably end up sheerly as sentimental and disillusioned rants, and I can guarantee that they will at some point manage to offend someone. Well, I don't give a damn about any of that. After all, unlike a speech, I am not writing this for my audience. It is intended as but a monologue, and my sole promise is that a monologue it shall be.