So, yeah, I guess...

I write. It's my favorite thing to do, and it's the only thing I'm remotely good at. I get real arrogant when it comes to writing, you know? I feel like I'm better than literally everybody writing wise, and obviously, it isn't true. Prime examples are Jodi Picoult, Edgar Allan Poe, even though he's dead. So, I tend to turn into a bit of a bitch when it comes to writing, and for that, I guess I'm sorry, except it's not very sincere seeing as that I'm not apologizing for being who I am.

I'm thirteen. I have a mom and dad, one sister, and three brothers. Sentence fragments, I think, are beautiful, but you can't use them willy nilly because then your writing won't really appeal to me. My favorite colors are blue, green, orange, purple, and black. Yellow is the color I hate most, but mostly because it's not in my "color wheel." The Fray, Evanescence, and Hinder -- pretty kick-ass bands. Uh ... English is my favorite subject. Then it's some Social Studies-type class. At my school, those types of classes are named differently each year. I have 10 cockatiels and 1 parakeet, and I love them more than life. I'd literally die if they died, so obviously I'm gonna die one day, it's a garuntee. MONTANA!! USA!! USA!! I live in Montana. No sales tax, and I for one, think that's awesome. But of course, we're the #1 state with the highest suicide rate and we're in the top ten states for highest amount of meth. (I think.) I think British and Aussie accents are sexy. Irish, it's pretty cute, but not one of my preferred ones, I guess -- but I'd still fall for it. I am the BIGGEST procastinator I know. I'm supposed to be cleaning my room right now, but ... like I said, I'm a procastinator trying to give up her ways.

Favorite book is, right now, Sing You Home by Jodi Picoult. Favorite writers are Jodi Picoult, Edgar Allan Poe, and Stephen King, exactly in that order. I loves me some chedda cheese. Pittacus Lore is actually pretty cool.

If you're a bully, go kill yourself. Sounds harsh, maybe, but what is it you say to the kids you love tormenting?

I try sooo hard to be funny. Soooooo hard. Most of the time, I end up embarrasing myself, including you, and everyone else.

There is nothing more statisfying than the satisfaction that comes from being skinny. I said that, I swear to God, I did. I swear on every single thing I own, I said that, came up with it myself.

My friends. Don't like them a whole lot, but they're okay and I love them to the ... moon and back. More like to Washington and back, but hey, they're amazing.

I fall in love about four times each day, and for the most part, my heart gets broken every time.

Maybe I should go. My sister's outside my room cleaning, and I'm here writing some useless piece of junk that nobody will read. Probably, anyway.

So, yeah. (Did I mention I'm awkward?)

Bye.