This is the part that I have always had a hard time writing. What should I say? How much is too much? How much is not enough? I am constantly rewriting this; I have no answer to why I feel the need to redo it every so often.
Well, to start off, I go by the name of Lindsay online and offline. I turned 21 on October 14, 2012. I'm from the country known as Canada, home of igloos and polar bears. You can describe me as sarcastic, charming, impulsive, and awesome.
I'm grateful for the good and the bad times; without the bad, how can we determine what's good? The small things in life mean more to me than words can express.
A good beginning always catches my eye; the beginning is my favourite part, everything is still new and exciting. I have too many goals and dreams to fulfill in one lifetime. If I could only have one goal in life, it would be to have one piece of writing published.
I would be lying if I said I've never been in love. I would also be lying if I said I've never had my heart broken. But no matter how many times my heart gets broken, I can always count on one thing - I am strong enough to heal my own heart and strong enough to move on and push forward.
I'm an only child, and I have always wished to have a sibling. However, being an only child has shaped me into who I am today. I enjoy my own company, which is something that many people cannot seem to do. They feel uncomfortable being alone, or not having something to fill the time. I've always been comfortable being alone, and being in silence. Many people are uncomfortable with silence, and feel the need to fill the air with talk constantly.
My friends are extremely important to me. I once made the mistake of making a long-term boyfriend more of a priority than my friends. I regret that, but experience is a teacher. I will never again put a guy first. My friends are my life.
