High School.

I started high school a few weeks ago. Lord, I did not see any of it coming. It's tons of work, lots of drama, and you never stop moving unless you're sitting in a class half asleep because you dont want to learn about proofs in geometry or culture in world geography. And even then, you have to think about what you have to do after school or the next morning.
I am in Sports Medicine at my school, so I'm the people that stand on the football field with water for the football players. Yep, that's me. It's actually a lot more fun than you think it would be. I enjoy it.
I'm also in choir. I love it. Singing is my thing. I dont know, I just love it.
The biggest thing about high school that shocked me was the freaking boys. Oh man. Boys everywhere. And not those wimpy, gross boys you've been going to school with. They are the older, hotter, more mature boys that you litterally have to look down because you feel you aren't worthy of looking at them. I actaully did manage to score myself a boy. :) His name is Will. He's a sophmore. I like him a lot.
My grades are pretty good right now. I have all A's and then an 80, but that'll go up soon. I hope. You see, if I have anything below an 85 on a report card, I get grounded from life (that includes phone, computer, and anything else with a battery). AND if I get all A's, I get $100! So I'm going for all A's.
Halloween is coming up, and I need to go get my costume. I think I'm going to be Alice from Alice in Wonderland, but her dark, depressed, evil side. Take Alice and dye her hair dark except for a few parts and then put blood on her dress. Yup. That'll be me.
I wonder if anyone is actually reading this. If you are (if you haven't stopped by now) let me know. Comment or whatever.

Peace out,
Brynn ♫♥☺

Hello. My Name Is: Brynn

Well, hey there.

This blog is about my life. Yes, my horomonal, teenage, indifferent, bipolar life displayed for anyone to see right on the screen infront of you. Some may be good, some may be bad, and some may be ugly. Deal with it. I have to vent somehow.
Whether it be about friends, boys, bad times, good things, smiles, sorrow, etc, etc, etc, it will always be the truth. I wont go making these things up. Why would I do that anyway? I may be a teenage girl, but I dont lie....often.....
I am a happy person, but sometimes things take over me and I go crazy. Theoretically. Maybe. So just bear with me. I'm sure you'll understand and maybe even *gasp* relate to what I'm thinking. That's always comforting.

Glad to have met you,
Brynn ♫♥☺