Absolute Wannabe

So recently I was assigned to write a 750-1000 word essay about myself for my English class, talking about my family, beliefs, thoughts on school (tehe thoughts on school), career plans, hobbies, etc. and it got me thinking. I talk about myself all the time. All teenagers do it. All people do it. Does that make us selfish? While I sat there, typing a paper for three hours on the night before because I enjoy procrastination (the word is tattooed on my forehead. Just kidding), I thought to myself, does listing random facts really give my life a definition? Am I really doing myself justice? Does anyone really give a flipinflap? While I did say that I am a Christian, who my family was, that I like to write, and other stuff, I was really thinking about the people and stories that got me to where I was. They weren't listed. Mostly because I had to keep this thing between 750-1000 words (it ended up at 1493), but still. I gave it a cheesy and bombastic title and turned it in dissatisfied

School started a week and a half ago. This year, I'm faced with the typical new things, like classes, work load, schedule, and teachers, but I have also (re)joined the choir and the speech team, and we have a new volleyball coach. While I am excited about all of this new stuff, I can't help feeling like a scared little freshman, not knowing what to do at all and diving into whatever I can while screaming bloody murder. The start of school makes everyone feel really scared, agitated, depressed, or all of the above, I think, and I am most certainly no exception. I have been very mopey and angry and screamy and cry-y lately, and I have definitely been taking refuge in God, music, coffee, and exercise now more than anything. While I sit here, once again stressed and not helping myself by procrastinating and writing a blog post, I just wonder if I'm the only one who feels this way about a little thing like school. I'm sure I'm not, because there are billions of people ou

Today is my birthday!!!! I am not going to tell you my age, however, because this is the Internet and that would just be downright silly of me. Thank you for finding me through word of mouth, Facebook, or Twitter. This boosts my self confidence greatly, especially since I'm getting up there in age (not really, but this seemed like a good opportunity for that joke). People keep asking me today what I'm going to do for my birthday, but I don't know. I have been to the record store and am now listening to Buckingham Nicks (!!!). Later, I may get barbecue for dinner, because, in the words of the musical genius, champion of feminism, and my hero Kate Nash, "Barbecue food is good". Pretty good for a birthday, in my opinion. Speaking of Kate Nash, I tweeted about her this week, with links to her cover of "One Way or Another" by Blondie and this blog. The next morning, I awoke to find a hit from the UK. Could it be Kate Nash? I MOST CERTAINLY HOPE SO!!!!!! If yo