My life,well it's not that great. I used to tlive in New Orleans where we were 6 blocks away from my church.I went to an all girls private catholic school,and we had uniforms.For elementry,button-up white shirts ans navy blue plad jumpers.Middle,the same but skirts not jumpers.High,white button-up blowses and grey plad skirts.I was a tomboy,go figure.In '05 we moved to the middle of nowhere,the MN country side.My grandma was in and out of nursing homes because of her demensia(sp?)in '07 and '08.My grandpa was diagnosed with lung cancer in the summer of '07 and die on 1/10/08.My grandpa's death caused a dramatic change in my attude and on my persective on life,yet I am not even 23.I have written poems about death and how the world does nothing when people die.I have pushed people away for a long time just to see who would try to break down the strong barrier.Very few people have seen me cry and no one can ever do anything to fix it.I am slightly over weight,but who cares?I sure as hell don't.Sorry,I have a tendsey to sear.
HahaClaire · Fri Jul 11, 2008 @ 06:57am · 0 Comments |