About ME

           How do u start a blog about oneself? its not a bad idea, a nice place to keep track of all my good qualities i suppose .  I suppose I'll start at the beginning.   My parents named me Mary because they have no imaginations clearly, my birthday is February 27 and I'm fifteen.  For family i have a mom and no siblings and a dad and a step mom.  i found out around age six that contrary to Cinderella not all step mothers are rich and evil. ( and I'm still suspicious of that whole fairy godmother one too..)   Who would've thought.  i may not have siblings but i have three fabulous cousins. Rachel is the oldest she is sweet and smart and goes to U of M. Sarah the nest oldest is a year above moi in school and is hilarious. and loud.  Haley the baby is a year behind me in school and five inches taller. she goes to ligget and is super smart. i love them all including their mom and dad, my aunt Katy and uncle Tim.

           As for me, I'm a sophomore which i am learning has three o's not two. Spelling never was my strong suit.  i love to read, mostly the fantasy genre although one of my all time favorite writers, Jodi Picoult is a fiction writer.  Handle with Care and Sing You Home are probably my two favorites so far.  i love hp and well most books i read.  I play flute in the school band and i love it playing its.. it's amazing i actually prefer playing sad songs were you can pour your emotion into the music. i truly love music in any form, preferably on my flute or ipod.  Those who know me know i almost constantly have headphones in one ear.  Music expresses that which we cannot say or when we don't know how odds are someone has in a song.  Music keeps me sane.  

              I love doing that which lets me be creative. Another thing i love to do is cook.  My dad and i have been making messes in the kitchen together ever since it was the two of us in our house on Maryland (great name that)  We would have P parties and everything we ate that night would start with the letter p.  Not surprisingly often it was homemade pizza. Once my father tossed it into a mini beach scene we had set up from his friends cottage we would visit-not our best pizza.  My dad and i quickly learned we can not toss pizza in the air and expect to catch it anymore than Paula dean is about to switch to margarine. Another thing about my dads side of the family: the forget nothing.  I'm not kidding you,  one year say twenty five years ago (and this is one of there really recent memories) they had a 'Christmas brunch faux pax' so to speak.  Every year we have a fabulous brunch (gotta love red eyed gravy)  but this particular year Christmas landed on a sunday so they figured no one would show.  Well everyone showed up hungry for a brunch and there were five boxes of krispy cremes from the corner store. my grandmother still shudders at the memory.  Expressing my self has always been important to me and cooking helps me do that.  

             Pens. I love pens. I almost always have a pen in my pocket and a doodle on  my hand.  I have recently started to write.  i find that writing short stories helps me sort out my thoughts the same way keeping a journal helps others.    I could never keep a journal, for a number of reasons.  First and foremost i would  reread it and think 'this sounded much more eloquent in my head.' or i look back and find my self thinking 'i want to read about your problems!' and then i realize i wrote them and perhaps i have some mental problems that should be addressed.  often i write sad stories which I'm sure makes it sound like I'm sad 24/7 when simply its the most soul searching material to write.  I enjoy drawing, thought i was fair then i met a girl named Malvina (the girl has some serious talent) and was blown away by her artwork, i put myself down a few categories but I'm more of a writer anyhow.  When you write you get to create a world it's amazing. (and then you get writers block and want to hurl your world down the stairs)

            I hope that gave you a little insight into me and hopefully you are not now terrified of me. I could get used to this blogging thing. good night people of the world <3