I decided to do a much longer post about my life just for the heck of it. And I get piloshpical at 4 in the morning.
I was born on April 11th of 2000 on a rainy Tuesday afternoon. I feel as if this encompasses my personality pretty well, let me explain.
First off, April is in the spring a sign of new growth and new beginnings which I love. I love being able to start each day with a new attitude, a new day that has so many possibilities. I am also an Aries which means that I am very headstrong, and sometimes too opinionated.
The 11th, I’ve always felt a little more than average more of an 11/10 than 10/10. An odd number in a way, yet powerful and different.
2000, a new century. A different, sometimes terribly difficult century where the things that do matter shouldn’t, and the things that should matter don’t. I’m always struggling to find a way to differentiate the two.
On a rainy Tuesday afternoon, afternoons are my favorite time of day and rain is my favorite weather, but it goes deeper than that. I’m not the one to finish first or last, mornings are too early and evenings aren’t meant for work, but that doesn’t mean I don’t get it done. I might take a few extra hours, but that makes it even better. And for the rain, I have never been a big fan of the sun, but the rain brings along a clean slate and makes everything seem so beautiful.
Now that I’m done with my philosophical rant, (Is that a word??) I’ll tell you more about my life.
I was two years old when my little brother was born, which is probably one of the most importsnt days of my life. I started dancing at age two and continued to dance until age 14 when I decided that basketball was more important. I began playing basketball when I was four years old, and it kind of stuck since my dad always coached.
When I was 12 years old, we decided to move a few cities over and build our own house. The ten months it took to build it ourselves ( No contractor, we did most of the work including flooring, electricity, etc.) we lived with our really good family friends.
Now, three years later those same family friends got me into something I am really passionate about: cycling. I completed my first 100 mile bike ride June 5th and it was one of the best experiences of my life.
My new friends are some of the best people I have ever met, and I find it very hard to not rant about how much I care about them. So I will apologize in advance for the posts about people you don’t even know. (I wish you could.)
A few extra things are that I love to travel, I am a huge sports fan (GO UTES! DA BEARS!), and I am very, very, very accident prone. Ask anyone.