I’m going to begin by announcing that this is probably my 35th attempt at writing this page. It’s been two years of sporadic postings on my blog, and this part is the one I’ve avoided like I avoid going for all my waxing appointments.
TMI is definitely, most assuredly a feature here.
Despite constantly thinking about this wretched about page, I’m still painfully conflicted.
You see, I’d love, love, love to come across over here as being effortlessly smart, eloquent, interesting, honest, interesting, witty, charming, and most importantly, UNIQUE.
Tiny problem is, I struggle with being all this every moment of every day.
That being said, I also do have my days when I’m one or the other, and then some days when I’m the opposite.
I’m an in-between I suppose. An ‘almost’, the colour gray, an unfinished doodle.
None, of which, when I come to think of it, are really so bad.
Gray skies can throw out rainbows.
Almost is a great word, when I’m talking about food that isn’t quite spoilt and ready to be thrown out of my fridge.
All those unfinished doodles in all the classes I’ve sat in have always made me laugh.
An in-between in a local train is always squished, but always seated.
Like every other blog out there, this blog is going to be an expression of myself.
Some days I shall doodle.
Some days I shall write.
Some days I shall be absent. For great lengths.
Before I end this painfully uneasy post, and heave a huge sigh of relief, some facts about myself:
I am twenty one years old.
I teach a sixth grade class.
I wanted to be a vet when I was younger.
The rain makes me inexplicably cranky and angry.
I don’t the point of fish as pets.
Come say hi, and make my day. 🙂