I’m average. I’m not tall. I’m not short. I have brown eyes and freckles on my nose. I don’t weigh fifty pounds. I don’t weigh 300. I play lacrosse. I have friends. I am a Christian. My blond hair doesn’t come from a bottle. I’m the youngest of five. My feet are a size six. I love animals. I have a crush on a guy. He’s really sweet. I have lived in the same house all of my life. I love to write. I take pictures. I make memories. I’ve recently lost a friend, but I’ve gained many more. I strive for good grades. I’m a tad bit of a perfectionist. I listen when people talk to me. I’m a little bit too punctual and a slight procrastinator. I wish at 11:11 and sometimes on stars. My ancestors came here thru Ellis Island. I love to love, and I trust too easily. I like to be comfortable and hate wearing shoes. My car is lousy, but it gets me where I need to go. I have glasses, but I don’t usually wear them. I like to take naps, but seldom get the chance. I have hopes and ambitions. I feel. I lead a Christian club at my school. I believe in myself and everyone around me. I wake up too early and go to bed too late. I have faith. I’m a Georgia peach and a daddy’s girl. I want to make something of my life. I have dreams. I’m that average girl you pass on the street without taking a second glance, but do you want to know something I’m not? Average.
October 16, 2010