Last night, I created this and attempted to update it using my iPod touch, but for some reason it will not allow me. Bummer.
Anyway, let me tell you about myself and this blog.
I'm a teenager. A teenager who has seen too much cruelty, hate, sorrow, and even love (only because the love didn't belong to me).
If you're asking why I call myself a "High School Nomad", you're asking a very good question. Here's why: I can't even begin to count the number of times I've moved, started over, and made new friends. If I wanted to count them off on my fingers, I'd have to take off my socks and shoes. Lame analogy, I know, but it gets my point across, right? If not, just suffice it to say that I have moved way too much. More than any child should have to. And if there's one thing I've learned from it all, it's the importance of having people who love you. That's the point I ultimately want to make in this blog. If I didn't have a mother, father, brother, and sister who loved me and always wished the best for me, I would be deep in a pit of helplessness and depression. They keep me sane and happy, for the most part.