Just a Llittle Clarification.

I suppose I could clear up why the title of this blog is "Call Me Fred, Please."

The reason is that I love cardigans.I wear them all the time. My mother and my friend, John, both refer to me as Fred as a product of that. Fred as in Fred Rodgers. Ya know, Mr. Rodgers. He wore a cardigan everyday.

I have decided that in light of my love of cardigans, I shall wear one to bring in the new year. It is black, goes down bast my behind, and is perfect. :)

My mother tells me I look like a beatnick. I like the thought of that. I have always pictured myself spending gross amounts of time in coffee shops. Coffee, after all, is my favorite thing to consume. Coffee paired with french fries is even better.

I have been trying to cut it on the caffeine though. The average and recommended amount for someone my size (That is 5'3" and 99lbs, Small, I know.) is 2 cans of soda OR 2 cups of coffee OR one energy drink. The average for someone that is me is about all of those combined. I drink triple the recommended amount. I have a feeling that can not be healthy.

But back to this whole New Year thing. I can't really decide if I am too excited or not. I will be at my friend Hannah's until ten for she is having a bash. Instead of staying there and bringing the new year in with people that are my age, I am going to my cousin's house to scream "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" at the top of my lungs with my favorite person in the world ever. Nick is five. I love him more than life.

Now as much as I love my little cousin Nick, I can't help but to think that maybe a girl my age should be out partying and having fun. This is my last new year of high school, after all. Maybe I'm not taking enough in...Well, I guess we'll see if I regret this one or not.

Happy New Year, Everyone. :)

Day One.

I guess I never pictured myself blogging. My therapist says I should journal, though. The way I see it...If I keep an account of my life, people better be able to read it. I have never been into diaries. I don't see the point in writing something then hiding it away. Why waste the words?

About the therapist thing...No, I do not have a mental disorder and I am not crazy. However, I have anxiety. My problem is that I consume way too much caffeine, then I don't sleep, which in turn causes me to drink even more caffeine to stay awake the next day. Moral of the story, I never sleep and have beyond too much time to think. So, I get a little stressed...I shall soon be switching to decaf. In fact, I have a coffee date with my friend Britt tomorrow, I'll start then.

I suppose I could give a background about myself, but to be honest I don't really have a background. After all, I am only a senior in high school. There have only been seventeen years to my life, and I feel like nothing too exciting has happened to me...unless you consider not knowing that I have a broken leg for two weeks to be interesting. Yes, that happened.

Right now the only thing going on in my life is wrestling cheerleading, which I love. It's not the cheering or the uniforms, or the attention that I like. Mostly I just like wrestling, and this is the closest I can get to it without actually participating.

I have also completely learned to play Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy on the piano. I'm scared to play it for my best friend though.

I guess I'm just a typical high school girl. And I plan on updating this everyday. So if creeping on the minds of seventeen year olds suits your fancy, feel free to creep on mind. :)