I was told this week that I tried too hard to be perfect, I was also told a lot of other mean things, but this one thing stuck out like a sore thumb. I was told this by someone I barely knew, so it made me wonder. Do people really think that who don't know me? It makes me question what I show on the outside. I know that I'm not perfect, and that I never will be perfect, nor do I try to be. Blog title, The Perfect Imperfection, being perfectly imperfect? I like making mistakes, I learn from them. But, what can I do to make people that don't know me think differently? My first encounters with people are usually awkward, because I'll do something stupid, and they'll look at me weird, then I'll have to introduce myself and inform them that I'm not normally like this. Story of my life. Being told this doesn't make me want to change who I am as a person by any means at all, I'm content with who I am, what I'm growing up to be, how I look, my friends, I'm just a pretty happy person. It just makes me wonder what those who haven't peeked into what my life is like and who I am as a person really think of me. I guess it will always be a mystery.

For all you bored Spring Breakers, watch. This video is too cute.

For the past few days, the trending topics on Twitter have been about boys and how they basically... suck. Most people would think that I'm anti boys. I'm not, I'm just anti douchebags. I just want to get out of this slump of high school where boys honestly just don't care. I'm not accusing all guys, because there are a lot of good ones out there. None have found me though. All my friends know how much I want to get married one day and spend the rest of my life with the guy I fall in love with. I guess that fantasy gets in the way of the reality of high school. It really hurts me to see how everyone gets hurt though. Relationships are so different now than they have been before. What happened to loyalty? I feel like in society now people aren't as genuine as they used to be. I rarely see men going completely out of their way to make a girl happy. You never see the teenage guys thinking of ways to impress us either. Everything is about Facebook relationship statuses, or who texts who first. I wish that wasn't the case. I think it's complete and utter bull that we have to wait for a guy to text us and then get completely upset if he doesn't. Girl's are so weird in the way that we are wired. Boys really should come with a warning label. I always watch those sweet 80's and 90's movies where the girl would sit by the phone waiting for the guy to call her. I think it's just too sweet. I see happy couples everywhere, and I guess I'm jealous. No, I am jealous. I'll find someone someday, but I'm content with where I am now. For the most part. Chivalry still does exist. I believe it.

I thought Spring Break would honestly never get here, and I don't think that I've ever been more ready for it than I was this year. I started out my break with Bearstock. The wonderful day full of hanging out and seeing awesome bands. Including Parachute Musical, Roscoe Dash, and 3OH!3. It was super fun. Also, Josh from Parachute Musical commented on my last blog, which is a freaking huge deal. So I tracked them down at Bearstock and now we're Twitter buddies and I think they're awesome. I got home from Hilton Head Island today, and it was quite wonderful. It's always nice to get away, and I wish I could've stayed longer. I went with my biffles Emily and Madisyn. I wish Katie would have been able to come. The beach is so relaxing. Coming home today was kind of sad though, seeing all the roofs with tarps on them and all torn up. That tornado really messed things up. For the remainder of the break I'll be writing my essay and doing a bunch of super fun WHAP work. Three more weeks of school. Gosh, I can't wait to get out. Let the countdown begin.

      I haven't blogged in a really long time. Sad. Where to start? Hmm. I got my car fixed! I was without it for longer than I even had it. My phone broke. SO sad, I've had that thing for almost two years. It was a part of me. It went to heaven though, I'm sure. School has really been stressing me out. It seems like everyday there's a new essay to write, a new test to study for, or some unreasonable project to do. One more week until Spring Break and Bearstock. So excited, I get to see 3OH!3 and Roscoe Dash, along with Parachute Musical. Then the next morning to go the beach with my biffles Madisyn, Emily, and Katie. So excited! Free of school for a week. Then one more month and I will no longer be an underclassman. I've spent my past few Friday nights playing capture the flag. Sounds lame. But, so much fun. In the dark, roaming around a school, climbing through the bushes, looking for the glow stick flag, running from people, getting tagged, then going to jail. I'm not going and getting drunk, I'm playing capture the flag. Hahaha. It's so fun, with 15 people or so. Kind of throws me back into my elementary school days. No joke.
     At the moment, I have the worst sunburn I've ever had. I went to our last home soccer game against our biggest rivals. We dominated. It was also the hottest day of the year so far. Oh, Georgia weather. I wore a tank top and was in the sun for 6 hours. So I have a tomato red face and a funky tan line. So painful. Another thing, the mosquitoes are starting to come out. Gross, haven't missed them. Now I'm rambling. I will blog sooner again for sure. Til next time.