I could write and extensive and bland novel on what occurs in my day-by-day life, but that would leave most people either deathly bored or fast asleep. Unlike most, I do not think based on logic and reason. I think based on sole optimism and hope that someday peace will brought upon those who matter. I surround myself with people who keep me entertained, while keeping me sane and in check. I always use proper grammar and punctuation and I have aspirations of someday becoming a free-lance writer, but I am afraid I may be stuck -bored to death- in a large-corporation job. I do not enjoy most popular new-age music. I have learned to appreciate those musicians who are willing to break from the main stream to create something with meaning, rather then just crude language used to make a shallow point. I enjoy making as well as observing art, I grow far too attached to my paintings, I write too much, study too little, and I hope to someday be brave enough to follow the dreams I have laid out for myself. Like most teenagers, I have experimented and made mistakes. I have learned to respect myself and my body, and now, I am a new person.