ME

Well I just wanted to write quickly about the happenings in my life.

Today I went to the grocery store. I bought cheez its and some turkey. I like shopping but only when it is a short time there. I think I left my milk there, and it made me sad because I like to drink milk. I think that lady stole it.

Well that's all the happenings.

Just kidding, I bet I get someone everytime. Ok I know I'm not funny. But I do have a little story.

Well last night I couldn't sleep and as I tossed and turned I worried. I worried about school, about what I was going to do today, my friends and then about school again. Then I started thinking about myself and how I would describe me. So since I couldn't sleep I wrote. I wrote and I wrote until almost 2:30 when my hand was cramping and my eyes were closing. I woke up at 8 am and wrote through all three of my classes and when I got home I wrote some more, until I have almost 13 pages of writing. I think I am going to be working on this the rest of my life and it will be like 2000 pages long. What did I write about you might ask, and what in the world would be interesting enought to write on for that long? One answer:

ME.

Call me selfish or concieded, but I found out a lot about myself and I am pretty damn proud of it. It started out as one of those about me things and evolved into a long narration, in short and reduced sentences, about who I am and how I came to be. I don't think it's too boring, but anyone who can stay awake to read the whole thing I would have to give a prize to. Except my mom, she would like it. So, I have decided I am going to write a little bit of it on here tonight, and sometimes when I feel like it I am going to take bits and pieces and put them in my posts, just to spice things up a bit. I mean, after all it is MY blog. And no one is forced to read it. So here is the beginning of my epic life story:

"I love walking barefoot in the rain, I believe in my family, friends and rainbow sprinkle frosting (although I am trying to cut back). I once wrote a 54 page story and I can't fall asleep unless my fan is on and I'm on my stomach. I never use an alarm clock--just a body clock, I bite my nails too much and cry too little. I believe you can never laugh too much and right now I am itching to try new things. I love to be outside and I want to do more biking and hiking. I love the smell of gasoling, fresh cut grass and cooking mushrooms. Crayola crayons aare the only crayons I will ever trust, while odwalla juice is the only juice I never will. Usually when I start something I am avid about finishing it right away (except my homework--procrastination is slowly taking over my life). I have not found a guy that fits me although I sometimes like to imagine he's out there somewhere.

I'll never pass up an invitation to go out, and I rarely just at the chance to go shopping, although my friends are helping me with that. I get excited about a lot of little things, but sometimes I get upset about the little things as well. I beleive compassion, humility and humor are three of the best qualities someone can possess. I don't eat my vegatables like I should even though I recently discovered broccoli and chesse is extremely delicious. School stresses me out but I try not to think about it too much. Boys stress me out and I think about them way too much. Summer is the best season by far and I think I have a tanning complex. I am trying not to complain so much, but those close to me know there's always something wrong. I often wonder what people did without computers and cell phones, but there I times when I wish I didn't have them myself. I talk on the phone way too much, but without human connections we are nothing. Sometimes I meet people who seem to be a waste of space but I like to think we are all put on this earth for some sort of reason.

Physical strength is admired while mental strength is attractive. People who don't look me in the eyes when they talk to me, don't stand out in my eyes. I envy those with creativity and try my best to possess it. I have become less routine and more random, yet I am not completely sparatic yet. I am way too self critical, but one day I hope to be happy about who I am. My mom and grandma have shown me true inner strength and they guide me each day. Sometimes I pray for everyone I know, and I like to believe someone is listening. I don't spend enough time writing, but I spend too much time with others. I dream everynight and I will always have to share them with someone whether they want to hear it or not. I love dancing although I have no coordination and ever since I was little I have never minded being the center of attention. I hate when people brag too much and I can't stand it when they are fake and inconsiderate. I get grossed out with myself, especially my hair, but oddly enough I really like it. I think it's weird when people have trouble carrying on conversations although I have had my fair share of awkard moments. I don't get ready for school anymore because there is no one to impress, but I do care of what others think of me...."

Ok that's all I am going to put on here... even though there's so much more. But I don't want to kill my readers. So that is all I'm gonna put, I have to read a book before tomorrow. Yeah, that's not happening.
I'll do my best.

Time to shine!!

P.S. The X-GAMES were a lot of fun. That is all. Pictures below if interested...