After that, I felt like I could take on the world…
Going through the certain stress of moving to a new town, new friends, new school…should have been a sureshot tragedy…but somehow I came out on top…still not sure how…fighting the good fight of fitting in, has almost always seemed like losing battle.


Well here goes….

I wish i could tell you my life’s been nothing more than merely your average walk down the path, but I’d be lying.  That would be a vast understatement, a major mouth catastrophe that quite frankly, I don’t want to be responsible for.  Luckily, I have been keeping a diary- something my father encouraged me to do to pass the time while he was away on long trips- I faithfully will try to note every encounter from the barely audible, to the amazing.  

So that leaves me right here…right were I awkwardly, didn’t want to be left.