I was born in a little town in Oregon called The Dalles. Why it starts with "The" I'll never know. I was born there because they have a better hospital. Or rather, they did when I was born. In actuality, I live 20mi away in another little town called Hood River, named after, as I'm sure you've figured, the Hood River.

I'd always been a strange child. No, really, just ask my parents. I was always very shy. My mom had to pry me off of her leg in first grade, because I was too shy to find my seat. This is the truth, I swear. Unfortunately, this set me up for a pattern the rest of my life that is extrememly challenging in my teenage years. But more of that later.

In middle school (that's 6-8 grades) I was still a total recluse. I spent my lunch almost-hour, sitting on the far end of the football field--by myself I might add. Oh sure, I had friends, but my friends have always had this horrible tendency to move far away not long after we've bonded. This set up my insecurity for the rest of my life, I'm sure. I hated middle school so much that in 8th grade I finally said, "Enough is enough," and told my parents that I would flunk the year if they didn't take me out and let me take homeschool. This wasn't a threat. This was just a simple statement--coming from a 3.7GPA student, they took it seriously. I've never regretted that decision, either.

Now, in highschool (I'm 15, remember?) I have changed quite a bit, but I am still shy whenever I have the chance. A little bit later on in this page of mine it talks about my interest in theater and music. This may seem odd coming from the recluse, but it seems that I have indeed broken out of my shell. Although I still hate school, I am keeping a 4.0GPA, accumulative no less. I don't consider music and musicals school affiliated activites for extra-curricular hours, so I don't have a problem staying anywhere from 8-16 hours at school when I'm in a musical. As a point of interest, I travelled to Scotland and England last year, am going to Scotland again next year, and I made my singing debut singing a folksong in a pub near where I live. Neat, eh?

Although putting my future plans (scanty though they are) into the page on my history seems a bit odd, I figure they fit in well enough to the subject at hand.
I have decided that I will study either music or life sciences. Though they may seem like they have nothing in common, they really do. If I don't major in music, it will be somewhere in my life, for the rest of my life. I am also debating massage therapy and acupressure/puncture. Interesting choices.