Blog #3: I...

I am 17.

I want to work in the healthcare field.

I have a chihuhua named Chico (Who is AWESOME!).

I wish to be more like Breanna :P.

I hate when people spread rumors.

I fear bridges and losing the people I love.

I hear people typing.

I search for my keys every morning.

I wonder what I am doing this weekend.

I regret losing my best friend over something stupid.

I love my family and friends.

I ache when I think about what happened to my papa.

I always try to be happy for those around me.

I usually stay up WAY too late.

I am not a morning person.

I dance when I am happy.

I sing all the time.

I never, never say never.

I rarely show people when I am upset.

I cry when nobody can see.

I am not always organized, just ask my mom.

I lose my cool when people are being immature.

I'm confused all the time. I need alone time to think.

I should hang out with my little sister more.

I dream about my future.