I can't exactly say that I need a way to express my thoughts — I have way too many. I have at least five blogs. It's a lot, and some of them go for long, long, long stretches without any update. I dunno, I guess I like having so many different facets of myself. No blog will ever see the entirety of my mind, but if you piece them together, you start to get some semblance of a whole.
Anyway.
Um, a little background... I'm seventeen. I go to COC (College of the Canyons), but I'm hoping to transfer to a school in Maine in a couple years. Hopefully, I'll be able to move down there around January.
I grew up in the desert. Frankly, it's pretty...blah. The colours, the people, everything. My heart belongs to the ocean. It always will.
I'm fascinated by the world around me. I'm obsessed with knowing things. It borders on weird. I'm also very interested in the human mind, how it works and all that. Oh, and history — I love history. And English. And biology. And pointless facts. And art.
Music makes my life better. But books are my life. To me, they're home.
My existence would be nothing without words, starry skies, or travel.
I knit, and I don't mind the strange looks I get when I bring my knitting with me. Just be glad they're bamboo needles.
I'm nothing if not peculiar.
My mom thinks I'm technologically challenged. I'm beginning to think she's right. At the very least, all things with wires hate me.
Whose Line is it Anyway? is my life. So is Audrey Hepburn. And the colour turquoise. And cloudy skies.
That's all you need to know, really.
Okay.
