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I am Jamie.



I am seventeen years old.



I am a student, but before that, I am an athlete.

I do not reach my potential as either.



I'm not very tall and I like it that way.

I'm not skinny, but I'm also not fat.

It's funny how I say that now, but most of the time I don't believe it.



I used to wear my hair in a ponytail everyday.

I was a tomboy.

I'm not anymore.



Not all of the time at least.



Now I wear my hair down, curly or straight,

Depending on how lazy I feel in the morning.



I do not wear a lot of make up.

Not because I don't believe in it,

Mostly because I'm just too tired.



Mornings aren't a great time for me.



I love having freedom and independence,

But I'm afraid to grow up.

Sometimes I picture myself married, having kids, and rocking in a chair on the porch.

It terrifies me.



I want to grow up, but I don't want to get old.

I wish that I could live my life in a dream,

That way, when it's over-

I'll just wake up,

And wait for a new dream to begin.



I sound depressed.



I'm always happy.

Even when I'm not-

I am.



I love jokes and stories because they make me laugh.

I love my friends for the same reason.



"These days I only cry from laughing too hard."

That's a quote by me.

It's not really true, but it's good don't you think?



I cry easily.

Never because of physical injuries,

Always because of emotional ones.



I like all genres of music, except for heavy metal and honky tonk.

Screaming isn't singing,

And whining in a twangy voice that your girlfriend ran away isn't either.



I've played piano since I was four.

I will not finish the Royal Conservatory.

One more thing to not reach my potential in.

Don't get me wrong, I'm good anyway.



I love five cent candy and best friends.

Right now I have neither.



I'm working on it.



A lot of the time I'm either too shy or too outspoken.



I'm working on that too.



I love to write songs and poetry,

But I procrastinate.

I want to publish someday.

I want the world to understand me by reading my thoughts from the pages.

I want a lot of things.



I want to be successful.



I like to sing.

Sometimes I perform for the rocks and the trees at a waterfall near my house.

When no one's home,

I perform for my cat.

My parents aren't so privileged.



I like to sweat and get dirty.



I like to party.



I hate dances, but I love slow-dancing.

I love being in shape, but I hate to run.



I'm left-handed, but I cut with my right.

I bat, shoot and kick with my right.

I serve a volleyball overhand with my left, and underhand with my right.

I can catch and throw with both.

I feel like a fraud.

A traitor to my fellow lefties.



I like getting cuts and bruises.

They are my battle scars.

I do not however, like black eyes from baseball bats the day before a prom.



I've learned the hardway that I'm never funny,

When I mean to be,

That surfing is not like snowboarding on water,

And that there is no such thing as love at first sight,

Because what you see isn't always what you get.



I'm a hopeless romantic, but I move on easily.



I wish it was acceptable to hug whenever I wanted to.



"It is not that I have loved too often, but that too often when I loved, I did not say so."

I am a chicken.



I am a Scorpio and a Libra.

Seems that as a result I'm a permanant fence-sitter.

I have qualities of all learning and personality types.

That makes it very hard to choose a path.

I'm everwhere at once,

But I'm lost.



I want to do my homework, but I don't.

I'd like to think I'm pretty, but I can't.



Old habits are hard to get rid of.



I like the smell of gas and permanant markers,

But I'm not stupid enough to sniff either.



I like my subs with just ham, lettuce and cheese.

Plain and healthy,

Like me.



I'm not obsessed with anything,

Except maybe the number twelve.

I got it from my dad.



My father is my hero and my idol.

So is my mother, but she doesn't believe it.

She thinks that I don't like who she is, But I do.

We are the same.



Here come the tears.



I have a lot of deep thoughts, but I don't like to share them.

People either don't understand, or they don't care.

I'd rather keep them in my head,

And write them down later.



Like now.



I am Jamie-Lynn Rushton, and this is 2003.