Directive 001; By Order of the Great Leader or You Are Now the King, and You Will be a Truly Great King

So this is it, the first post in what I hope will be a fairly successful blogging endeavour. I won't lie, my life is not very interesting and I have never before been able to write in a journal continually but I'm going to give this a try, and we'll see how far I get. I feel like I need to get my thoughts out somewhere, because keeping them couped up in my head forever can't be healthy. I'm too outspoken (in my head) for communication to people I can see face to face, and I'm hoping that this blog will let me express my real opinions and thoughts without being afraid of what others will think. Isn't it nice how the internet gives you that sense of freedom from judgement?
Small town living definitely lives up to the reputation of cloistered, repressed kids all chomping at the bit to get out and start a life in the real world. Also, it probably doesn't help that I live on an island. Actually, it most likely just feeds the fire. Anyway, I'm excited to start this, and I generally hope that it ends up being something I love to do.

I want to be honest in my opinions, and feelings, and thoughts. I'd like to have the liberty to be honest in real life as well, but there are too many feeling to hurt, too many others that don't understand, too many people who don't know what they're talking about and tend to shoot their mouths off like they do. I want to be free of these things, so I'm going to be honest in my writing if nowhere else.

So, to start off with a question that some may be wondering, why call it Living Beneath Wax Paper?
It's because that's what I'm doing. I have so many thoughts and feelings and other internal ramblings that don't get shared with anyone because I'm afraid. I'm basically terrified of people and what they will think of me if I'm real with them. If I don't subscribe to their prototype of nice, non-confrontational, and uninformed.

I think this starts off things nicely, I hope to update here at least twice a week, but if I don't it can be blamed on my life being as boring as possible.