I Is Who I Is

Sure. I'm not the coolest person around.

Punny t-shirts, hand-me-downs and mulit-colored shorts take up my drawer space rather than Abercrombie or Hollister.

My voice is an abnormally deep somewhat boston accent with a slight lisp.

I don't have blonde hair and my (artificial) tan comes from a plastic bottle.

I don't have a boyfriend and I haven't had one since second grade.

I've been homeschooled most of my life, rather than going to public school like everyone else.

I don't wear dresses or skirts, nor shall I ever, and I play call of duty more than I talk to other girls around my age.

Heck, I talk to my own dogs more than I talk to girls around my age.

I know more about baseball than I do makeup.

I'm one of the few people my age who knows what the word "extemporaneous" means and how to use it properly in a sentence.

I'm not the most attractive human being on the planet... S

hoot, the gravel on my road is more attractive than I am.

I don't have 2000 friends on facebook, nor 2000 followers on instagram/twitter.

I still draw cartoons and watch the old classic scary movies. I've seen the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movies more than I have any chickflicks.

I know more Frank Sinatra songs than I do from One Direction.

My underwear has prints of chihuahuas in sweaters wearing antlers rather than expensive lace from Victoria's Secret (I'm not even a legal adult, jeez).

I know more about Clarke Kent and Peter Parker than some of my own family members.

I'd rather have a bowl of dressing-less salad than a bowl of ice cream.

Cornbread grosses me out more than gory movies.

Let's face it. I'm probably not your stereotypical girly attractive cute teenage girl material. But non the less, I am who I am, and no matter what people say and/or think, I don't plan on changing any time soon.