I have a confession to make.
My name isn't actually Susan Greenwood.
But before I tell you who I am I feel like I should say some stuff about myself. Like the stuff 99% of people reading this won't know about me.
But before I tell you who I am I feel like I should say some stuff about myself. Like the stuff 99% of people reading this won't know about me.
I listen to dubstep more than you think I might.
I love my sister more than I love anyone else on the Earth.
As hard as I try to convince myself I'm not, I'm still a hopeless romantic.
I've read Harry Potter upwards of 14 times.
I made both my Prom and Preference dresses.
I've always wanted to get a pixie cut but my dad tells me I'd look too butch.
I haven't been kissed yet. (VL game still going strong)
I want to live in New England or on the East Coast when I move out.
My favorite store is Barnes and Noble.
I get really bad road rage.
I've been told I have a killer glare.
I found Paris on page 27/42 of my journal.
My name isn't actually Susan Greenwood.
My name is Emily Running.
(That's me there on the right standing next to my best friend, Megan)
(That's me there on the right standing next to my best friend, Megan)
P.S. I actually do like running. Sometimes.