Introduction.

My life happens to be problematic.
Just at this moment, anyway. I have a lot of teenage girl problems, that I wish would go away. I care about what people think too much, i'm self conscious, wondering why I don't have an amazing guy chasing after me, wishing I was older, you know. that sort of silly thing. Marching band is my life; I play marimba and other percussion-y instruments. If I didn't play, I think my heart would stop.
...to be continued...