I don't really know what I'm supposed to do with this site. I can type a page a day, but I can type more if I hit that little button in the bottom right corner, PLUS I can make my page bigger or smaller. So, what's the point? Am I doing this for me? I'll do this, but only because I'm done with being annoyed by the stupid reminders I chose to get emailed to myself every day. That was a bad idea.

I'm a girl. I'll be eighteen in four months. I rock climb, and it is my life. I will be a senior in high school next year, which is probably the most exciting thing I have ever thought about. I plan to go to college in Oregon. This will be quite a move seeing as I live in Minnesota.

I love to write, and I don't do it enough. My life is incredibly busy. However, sometimes I start to feel this ache in my bones, like they're trying to throw off all the ligaments around them and maneuver their way to the surface of my skin so they can explode from my body and tear me to pieces. This is when I know I need to write.

I have a unique style completely influenced by my way of life. I love indie music and I would hope that my writing is indie. Blahblahblah I sound so egotistical and I hate being egotistical.

I'm listening to Daniel's music on myspace right now. It sounds like the crackle of a campfire and the pine trees leaning gently in a breeze. "The sun can come and turn me to steam but in morning's mystery you'll remember me." This is the magic that I feel when I'm climbing out at Willow River state park in Wisconsin.


So this was rambling. Maybe I will make sense if I end up coming back tomorrow.