An Introduction.

In all honesty, this was never meant to be read. Posting your entire life on the internet is a very bold act for me, even if no one ever reads it. I was born in a perpetually cloudy section of upstate New York roughly 23 years ago. At a meager 4lbs15oz., I was small enough to fit in the palm of my father's hand. Not that that is hardly something that defines me. I've always been somewhat of an academic and never really been one for the mainstream I suppose. I was a poorly styled tomboy until I finally "grew into myself". I guess my sense of fashion has been one of those things that defines me, but I suppose that goes for everyone whether they admit it or not. There's plenty of time for definitions later though. First and foremost, this is meant to be a sort of memoire. The word memoire seems to me to have such a sense of finality to it, though. While I hate the idea of a diary, for reasons I can't even begin to explain, I feel like my present is just as important to mention as my past. I think this should just about do it for an introduction. Forgive the sense of rambling. It is my intention to write what comes to mind, as putting my thoughts to words has never been an easy task for me.