hellooooooo.

heyyyyyyyyyyy guys. whats up? so the deal = that i was born in pennsylvania &have yet to move elsewhere. as a young child i ate a little bit too much play-doh which is probably why i have turned out the way i have. during the elementary years i was brain-washed at a catholic school, my mother cut my hair into a frizzy tranny mess and my uniform was the ultimate way to dress. i was freakishly tall. sixth grade i strived to be one of the cool kids. seventh grade i was a cool kid &by eighth grade i had my spleen removed &i was convinced that i was Malibu Barbie. blond hair and all. freshman year of high school can be described by one thing--- abercrombie &fitch. sophomore year i was diagnosed with being boy crazy &by junior year i realized i had been acting a fool for the passed five years. so obviously the proper thing to do would be hippie out, begin hanging out with the art kids &wear as many layers of clothing as humanly possible. senior year i was bad ass. i spoke my mind, skipped class and counted down the days until i was out of that hell hole. freshman year of drexel led to freedom, partying my long term memory away, falling in the streets of philadelphia while wearing cowboy boots &spending ungodly hours on the sewing machines located in the sweatshop in the fourth floor of nesbit. sophomore year i was lucky enough to have my appendix burst during winter term which knocked me down for about three months, but now i am up again. i am really fucking corny sometimes &i have a huge potty mouth. currently, i prefer to believe that i am the human version of the cartoon daria. amy winehouse is my idol. and 10 years from now i hope to receive at least 15 minutes of fame in the fashion industry.

ohh, and i hate capital letters.