002. Confessions of a Blog-Virgin

I've never blogged before, and I don't really know what I'm doing. I think it's supposed to go something like this...

My name is Michaela, and I tend to get a little random... I was born in Seattle, and I lived about 30 minutes from downtown my entire life. I have an indescribable adoration for rainbows and an unnecessarily intense fear of fish. I love doing things that I've never done before, which might explain why my "bucket" list is so extensive. I played the violin in high school, and I really don't want to lose my passion for it, though I find myself doing exactly that. The item in my possession to which I have given the most sentimental value is a The Flea stuffed animal that I sleep with every night. I named my plant Beanstalk, and I water him whenever his branches start to droop; I hope I can keep him alive at least until I graduate from college. When I speak, my grammar isn't that great, but when I write, I like it to be perfect. (Note the absence of all dangling modifiers in this paragraph.) My ethnicity is a pretty healthy mix of European (mostly Dutch) and Polynesian (mostly Maori). I want to say something profound with my dying breath; hopefully someone will be by my death bed with a pen and paper to write it down. I'm utterly enamored by phonetics, politics, and philosophy. I enjoy exploring the edges of my comfort zone and beyond. I've recently taken to napping in public. I don't often tell people what I want to tell them, even though it usually kills me to keep my mouth shut; I kind of have a problem letting people know how I feel about things. I love going to the salon and treating myself to a spa day; I only wish I had the means to fund such an indulgence every now and then. I want to travel to everywhere there is to go, learn about everything there is to know, and attempt to do everything there is to do. And I want to be on the PTA when I grow up.

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