Monday, November 12, 2007
I Am What I Am
I've been asked, "What are you?" Well, I am what I am and I am a person who cares about others. I am a girl. I am a daughter to my mother and father. I am a granddaughter to my grandparents. I am a little sister to my older sisters, Cheryl and Christina. I am a friend; my friends mean a lot to me. I am a student. I am a sophomore at City High School. I am a baker. I am an artist who loves to be inspired by all that surrounds me and who creates art every chance I get. I thirst to learn all types of art; drawing, painting, knitting, crocheting, pottery, the list continues...I am a musician who plays her guitar each day. For some odd reason, I mostly play classical songs even though I am not a big fan of classical music myself. I know I am probably over protective of my instrument. I remember, I accidentally scratched my guitar and nearly cried even though the scar was hardly noticeable. I know many will agree that I wear my jacket way to much. I am quiet and shy and sometimes need someone to give me a push and break me out of my shell. I love to see people happy and smiling because them being happy causes me to be happy. I am not perfect, but who is? I am what I am and I am me.
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2 comments:
The opener is really nice.
When I read the part about scratching your guitar, I thought "me too," haha. I don't really play anymore but that's happened to me many times before.
I really like the repetition, the I ams, I knows and etc. I noticed how the beginning and end kind of tie together, first talking about caring about others and then talking about seeing people happy.
Nice.
Aw carrie, i like the part about your guitar scratching. I also like the part where you said you like seeing other people happy. I really see that in you. I love seeing you happy. And your art, including this blog, is amazing:)
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