A little more detail..

Perhaps, I should fill you in on some more juicy (not) details of my (adjective goes here) life.

You may ask yourselves (and possibly me later on) why I called this blog 'ugly secret'? Hmm?
Truth is, there's not one person that knows me!
Sure, I might give some people the pleasure of thinking they do, but no-one in fact does..
Why? Because I cover it all up with lies, and some more lies, add a little more lies! Sprinkle with some more lies, whaddya get? Liegetti.. or Lieagna or.. Perhaps Liezza?
I might be exaggerating, I don't know. But how else would one not know the truth about me? My ugly feelings? My wicked thoughts? My selfishness (at times) and all the other dark, hidden things one wouldn't normally show?

Let me rephrase.. Allow me to use the expression 'twist it around'. It starts as an honest statement, until I twist it around, hide some important facts, add some made up ones in until I make up some bogus thingamajig that makes me look innocent and others guilty - or the other way around (huh?).
Are you getting lost? I hope not..

Let's give you a brief (LIES), explicit introduction, shall we?
Hmm, I was always a fan of video games - still am, too. Around 4 years ago, I was wandering around the house and I strolled into my big brother's squarish, dead room. He hid his laptop screen in a hurried manner which seemed to spark my interest more from a small flame to a roaring fire! What was going on!!? What's he so eager to hide from me? I was astounded by his behavior.

I walked up to him, but he wouldn't spill the dirt. I retreated to my room after what seemed like failure.
I couldn't set the subject aside, it was itching and I had to scratch it! Right there! Ah.. I waited patiently, until I heard the bathroom door creak shut!

It was my chance! I rushed to my brother's room, tiptoe-ing of course, and there it was.. The hidden treasure was now at my reach.. SUCCESS! So, I take a closer peek.. Hmm! It's a game? What's it called.. I squint my eyes to read the small, yet bold title that said 'Runescape'.
What..? That's it..?! Oh, it's my silly brother and his issues of not wanting me to copy him! Couldn't blame him though, I was pretty annoying and whatever he did, I managed to outdo him at it.
So, off I ran to my room excitedly and opened up the game and stood flabbergasted.. How do I play? I asked myself.
Eventually, my brother gave in and decided to teach me the 1-2-3 of the game, and I picked it up.

I played this game for a while, it was an MMORPG, ooh I just got goosebumps writing that delicious word *giggle*. So, basically, on games like that people all around the world play together. So, apart from playing you also got the advantage of making friends (only really an advantage if they were good friends, no?).
I made a friend and her name was Rachel. She was from Belgium and was 14 (2 years older than me at that time).
At that time, my knowledge of the gay/lesbian/bisexual society was limited. Rachel was a lesbian, and astonishingly enough that didn't disgust me at all! I was interested and above that... I liked it.
She broadened my perspective on the GLB (gay/lesbian/bisexual) lifestyle.
I was thrilled to meet such a person, in a way. I have to admit, at the same time I guess I was subconsciously trying to rob her (ma9la7chiya, kaaak ;p) or at least make something off her.

Let me point out something: I used to be the kind of person that would say something and give an opinion completely opposite to what I think only to see the reaction of the person I'm confronting. Makes sense?
Well, I had no-one to relate to about some issues I was having.. My sudden interest in girls! Maybe it was a phase, who knows? Nonetheless, I needed a listening ear.

So, I told my girlfriends at school about Rachel, how I met her and that she was a lesbian. Not one of them supported it, they were all disgusted. But, hey who was I to blame them? We were just a bunch of close-minded, 12 year-old girls under complete control of our parents. We were horses that were blinded from what was left/right only to see ahead to what was intended or wanted for them to see! The word novelty wasn't yet a part of our vocabulary, but I managed to break free of that close-mindedness prison.

It felt like a door was slammed shut in my face.. No shoulder to lean on! Not concerning this subject, at least. Which was a shame, because even though I continued to update them with Rachel's lifestory (which she would tell me about over the game only because I was interested, though) I began to feel something...strange!