And then sometimes...

You get a card like this.
And it makes your day... Yep. I like it.

Well you see...

Well you see... I am a strange one. Today was a mighty fine example of that. Why? Here is the story.
I decided with a friend today that I was Chuck Norris. How that came about, I don't know. But I am. And at lunch... I decided I have the weirdest ADHD mind you will probably ever see, and then you will see a cow.
Basically, I am strange. And even people who know I am weird were shocked today...
Right now I am sitting in my history class and decided to blog about the weird things that happened today because I already finished my work.
And... Well you see... This had no real point.

The ones we love

Sometimes when I am blogging, I don't know whether or not I should capitalize the title or not. Cause it's not really important... Anyways... That's bedsides the point.
Recently I have been watching a show on Netflix (I know! I shouldn't... But I do anyways...) and I noticed something.
Well, I guess I should tell you what it is and what it's about. It's called Once Upon a Time. Basically story book characters get stuck in our world and they don't remember the other world.
Back to what I noticed. I noticed that in pretty much every episode someone hurts the person they love. Whether it be family or friend, they hurt them. And I can't help but wonder...
Why do we hurt the ones we love?
I don't get it. If we love them, wouldn't we do anything to protect them? If that's the case, why is it we think that the way to protect them is to avoid them?
I will be totally honest... I hate when I find out a guy has a crush on me because I have the biggest fear I will hurt them. I have been hurt, and I would hate to be the reason someone feels that way.
I just don't understand that. Do you?

My books

So I write stories... And I always did it on my iPod. Then, once upon a time, my iPod malfunctioned and I lost all of them and I am super bummed about it. Those stories were a part of me and now they are gone. It's super annoying.

Actually...

It's 7:41 an and I am waiting for my ride to school so, I decided to blog.
Last night I read through all of my posts and I must say, actually I am pretty awesome. I say some of the randomest stuff. I knew I was weird, but while I was reading those posts, I was laughing so hard at myself because of some of the things I say. And so I decided that I am awesome. I may not be to you, but I am to me. And that's what really matters.

Hair

I have been growing my hair out for a long time, and it has been super hard. Why? Because for the longest time it has been at the awkward length where it's too short to be long, but too long to be short... And there is about three inches where it is at that stage for me. I am proud to say that when I looked in the mirror at my hair, it had finally passed that stage! My hair is actually long. Not super long, but its not short. I am pretty much the happiest person. That is all.