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About Me

Hi, I’m Lex. I’ve been on earth for 18 years. My birthday is in September. I am a Libra. I was born a Libra. I feel like a Libra. I love being a Libra. I like books that have eye-catching covers. When I grow up, I want to have my own library in my house. I write like a girl. My handwriting looks nothing like a boy’s. I don’t mind/care. It’s better than the typical, sloppy, messy boy handwriting. I spend a lot of time on the computer and somehow, I always end up looking up cat videos. Which brings me to my next point. I love animals. They are my best friends. Plus, they’re cute. Come on. It doesn’t get much cuter than a small 2 month old bunny falling asleep snuggled up beside you. That’s enough to make a big, mean, bad-tempered body-builder say, “Aw.” I like to take pictures. A lot. Modeling and photography are my life. I stopped trying to please everyone a while ago, because you never can. Someone is always going to hate you for one reason or another. If you set out to please everyone, you’ll end up with disappointment. I don’t always say the right things and what I’m saying now is probably making someone out there mad at me.

I love hoodies and jackets. I wear them all the time, but that’s probably because I’m always so cold. Including in the summer when people give me the, “You’re out of your mind!” look. I’m not a very good flirt. I tend to knock things over or hurt myself in someway that could only happen to me. A lot of people don’t understand me and think that I’m up to no good. Honestly, most of the time, I’m not. I like to make bracelets out of paper clips and am easily excited and content with a box of Crayola’s coloring utensils (Yes, they HAVE to be Crayola and by utensils, I mean crayons, markers, colored pencils, and possibly paint and paint brushes.) and a stack of copy paper. Give me that and my iPod, and I’ll have fun for ages. Until the crayons and markers run out, at least. I like giving myself new hair styles. I never go get it done. All the blonde, pink, red, blue, green, brown, black, shorter bangs, and everything else that I forgot… I do it on my own. 

Antique tea pots are gorgeous to me. I have one sitting in my bedroom. It’s like I reached through the screen and pulled it out of Alice in Wonderland, which, by the way, is one of my favorite movies. I may or may not have just a litttttleeee obsession with Taylor Swift. I don’t think so, though… It’s not like I changed my name to match hers, right? ;) I’m in high school, and in the three years that I’ve been there, I’ve learned so much about myself and others. I’ve done stuff that I regret and stuff that I wish the whole world could see. My lucky number is, always has been, and always will be 13. Now, I DO share this lucky number with Taylor Swift, BUT I had chosen it as my lucky number before I was even introduced to her. (Whether you believe it or not)

Apparently, I’ve grown up a lot. I look back in time and think, “Wow. I can’t believe I used to be like that! I’ve changed so much!” almost everyday. Sometimes, though, I wish I had never grown up. Life could still be simple if I was still little. Remember back when all you had to worry about was what time your favorite shows came on? I miss it being that easy. Now I have things to do, people to see, things that have to be done by a certain date, and there is never enough time to get enough sleep. When I get a day off, I’d rather spend it laying in bed, talking to people, watching a little TV, and sleeping a lot. That is my definition of a good day off. 

When you’ve been with me for a while, you’ll start to think that I’m changing as time goes by, but it’s important that you know that I’m not changing. I’m finding myself.

This is the bottom of the 5th page in my notebook, and yes, I plan my ‘About Me’ before I post it. If you’ve read this far, I commend you. Although, I’m sure you have better things to do than read this, like walking your dog, making dinner, or doing homework. But thanks for reading it anyway. This is my Facebook page and I love you for looking at it. 
—Lex Swift