The one in which I explain myself.
I don't know why I made this journal. I already have a xanga. I guess... I need someplace where I knew no one I knew would ever see. The truth of the matter is that whoever wants to could actually see this, but no one really cares to look and see what i am writing.
I'm confused. I was "born confused." (I came out of my mother feet first.) I don't understand people and I do my best to understand everything around me. When I was a child I asked questions about anything and everything. I hate things that I can't grasp. I hate things I can't wrap my mind around. I am a Christian, and I am in a constant struggle to try and understand but still have faith without understanding.
I love my family. I have parents who i constantly disagree with, but who I believe are really trying to do the best thing for me. I have 2 older brothers. One lives with me (24) and one is about to get married (19). And a sister who lives my grandmother, and is joining the coast guard(22.) Then there is little ol' me, at 15 years old. I often feel in the shadow of them, especially my sister who was very mature at a surprisingly young age. But when we were all younger, we homeschooled and moved a lot so we became a pretty close-knit grouo. I still keep in touch with all of them, even though 2 of them live in different states.
I am a tomboy. I love getting dirty, and there is nothing more satisfying to me then getting out my aggression on say, the football field. I love theatre. I love acting and writing. Both are like being 8 and playing pretend. YOur only limit is your imagination. I love reading. Old classics to new bestsellers. And I love music. Classic rock to Beethoven to Three Days Grace to Britney Spears to Metallica to Showtunes to Bob Marley. I love movies. Anything but romantic movies. The Notebook was the biggest waste of my time. I love Mocha Frappicinos. I'm homeschooled, and I moved to this state in the last year, and I have no one I call my friend, because I recently lost my friends from where I used to live. This frustrates me, and makes me sad. I homeschool and take college classes. Spanish I and Jazz I. I like Warcraft.
And I love my God. I get crap for it, I get told I've been brainwashed. I even get told I'm a condemning close-minded bitch. But I like to think of myself as an open-minded person.
Forever Yours,
Maverick (Not my real name, but thats what I'm telling you. I like it.)