Generally

Generally I am a girl. 17. Decently tall. Decently skinny. I hate shoes except for Chucks  & winter is my favorite because i love snow. 
I enjoy the English language, but I don't like the way it sounds when spoken. French is more flowing. I have 6 piercings in my ears and I never match my earrings. My toe nails are always painted, although I hate feet.
I normally wear jeans, I don't believe in dressing up to attend school. I am not one of those girls who goes on about how fat I am because I know that I'm not. I dislike people who say "I seen" because it sounds disgusting.
I love listening to Ben Folds.
I don't go to Indiana Academy, but I've kissed 2 guys from there (which is more than I have kissed from my high school) and one of them was a complete stranger when I did it. I love acoustic guitar, but not as much as argyle socks.
I hate dark chocolate. I enjoy a good cup of coffee. I drink 32 oz of Mt.Dew a day and I believe lunchables are the equivalent of crack because they are so addicting.
I only watch one show on a tv, Project Runway. The rest of my television is watched online, days after it's actual broadcast. I believe anyone who thinks Juno is contributing to teenage pregnancy should not be allowed to see films in general. I never call movies "movies," I always call them films.
I enjoy watching and referencing things very few people have seen because they are funnier that way.

& I'll Never Be A Member.

I am an anxious person.
So much so that I have health problems related to it.
Nothing serious, but just the same.

My low self-esteem causes it. My psych teacher pointed it out to me one morning when I went in to talk to him about an abnormally high score I received on a test to measure your anxiety levels.
Better yet, I can tell you the origins of all these problems.
& since I can do that, I always wonder why I can’t stop them.

People call me a social butterfly.
I can talk to anyone. I can make any person laugh. It’s my gift, as some people put it.
Some people even think it is admirable.
& when used for good, it is.

I, like any teenager, want to fit in. To be accepted by my peers. Who doesn’t want that?
&, being “the social butterfly” I should be able to quite easily.

But, I always feel like I have to be a little better, know a little more, act a little differently, etc.
& doing that tends to lead to using my “gift” to hurt instead of heal,
To make an admirable quality disgusting.

You wouldn’t look up to me if you knew.

Currently Reading Black Boy (P.S.) By Richard T. Wright see related

Sometimes

I'm Running Away.

I am tired of everything.

I don't have patience to deal with people who say stupid things anymore- or people who use ridiculous sounding grammar. People, who when corrected, act like it is completely okay to say "I seen." I've got news, it's not. You sound ridiculous, you should have to wear duct tape on your mouth, so that way, after I correct you and your idiotic remark, you can't try to come up with something that will sound equally as ridiculous in retort. Although you make yourself look even worse when you do.

I am also tired of people jumping into my ludicrous conversations with Sturm. Shut up already. You have no idea what you are talking about.

Crocs can cause you to lose your toes. I have hated crocs all along, they look grotesque, but I am now happy to know that by me not owning them and therefore abstaining from becoming a part of "Croc Revolution," I now have less of a chance of losing my toes. http://crocsaccidents.blogspot.com/ 

And before I end this rant- I shall share the happiest/ sadiest thing I know. Final season of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy coming soon to a Bravo channel near you. I love Queer Eye and have missed those fabulous five homosexuals for months and months, and now, they are ending. Atleast I am going to have a chance to say goodbye.

Unlike Gilmore Girls, where it fell to crap before I could morn the loss.

Avoiding Cleaning.