About Me



I’m a hopeless romantic. anything even close to being romantic will make me cry. I am desperate for my own little love story and i am terrified that i will never find my true love and i will be alone forever. I am extremely emotional. My emotions are always extremely exaggerated. If i’m sad, i will cry. If i’m happy, i will laugh. I rarely hide my emotions. But if I do, that’s when you know something is really wrong.  I really love raspberries. Don’t know why but they’re my favorite thing! Raspberry lemonade. Raspberry milkshake. Raspberry juice. Raspberry jam. They’re just all so freakin good. I’m obsessed with Hilary Duff. If you don’t like Hilary Duff, you don’t like me. I know every one of her movies by heart. Especially A cinderella story. I can recite every line. My favorite singer is Taylor Swift. I went to her concert and I cried for a half hour straight. Her music speaks to me. Especially The Story Of Us. I love love love love shopping and fashion and makeup and girly things. I’m probably the most girly person you’ll ever meet. I don’t play any sports. but im a dancer. I love dance. I have been trained in ballet, jazz, modern, lyrical, hip hop, tap, pointe, musical theatre, even flamenco! I’ve been dancing ever since i was 3. I love to go school and be around my friends. I’m in IB and i get good marks. I’m sometimes a nerd. I love reading. Sarah Dessen is my favorite author. I have all of her books and have read them over and over again. When im happy, i dance around my room, make funny faces and sing at the top of my lungs. Im a terrible singer. Terrible. I love music so much. I love old music. New music. Popular music. Unpopular music. Everything. I love nature but I can’t be in nature. Bugs terrify me. I don’t like dirt. It goes along with the whole girly girl persona, except I can now pee in the bushes. Be proud of me. I love dancing in the rain. And riding horses in the rain. And falling out of canoes occasionally. I love to be silly and weird. I say wierd stuff. I do wierd stuff. I make wierd faces. It’s fun. I love myfriends so much. I’m happiest when i’m with them. We have the best adventures together. I wouldn’t be able to live without them. My life would be nothing without them. Legit. Sometimes, I don’t think they know how thankful I am. (Check them out here)My fam jam consists of my brother, my mamma, and my pops. I love them to death. I am permanently pale. I dont tan in the sun much to my dismay. I’m always the palest out of all my friends. But i have tan lines right now so I’m quite proud of myself. I paint my nails almost everyday. I have over 100 bottles of nail polish. So many colors. I love to do my makeup. I’m obsessed with clothes. Aerie. Aritzia. American Eagle. Forever 21. Urban Outfitters. Loft 82.  Good Stores. I’m Canadian which sometimes I’m not too happy about. Expensive shipping, no online shopping for me. I’m a good kid. I don’t swear. Don’t do drugs. Only got drunk once. Wanted to see what it would be like. I love to have fun and laugh lots. My laugh is obnoxious. I like bucket lists. I want to check every item off of mine. I’m also a Christian. I used to wonder why people would announce their religion so publicly on tumblr but recently, God has became such a big part of my life that I can’t not address my faith here. I’m not perfect but I’m trying to reverse my sins and live up to God’s plans for me and enter through the narrow gate. I am an awkward person sometimes but I’m still very outgoing. i typically don’t care what people think about me. I am slowly finding out who i am. I am starting to become more confident in myself and realizing that even though I’m not perfect, I can still be happy with myself. I’ve stopped pretending to be someone else and started living my life my way. I am beginning to find myself and realize who I am meant to be. I’ve realized that life is too short to not be yourself and live life to the fullest but sometimes I get depressed when i think about the future. The future scares me a lot. I dont like being alone. at all. so thats me.

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