First Impressions.

First impressions are the worst for me. And for that, I'm sorry.

Sex: Female
Age: Typical Teen.
Quote: "I'm in a pickle."
Occupation: None.
Ethnicity: Indonesian

Blogs, whether no one reads it, it could probably do me good one way or another. Not so sure what I would like to be as an adult, but ever since "The Devil Wears Prada," a movie which is difficult to comprehend according to my Dad, my destiny as a fashion editor or designer or whoever Meryl Streep was in that movie must be pursued. Interested in musicals, and acting, also. But I merely wish I was as good as a singer as most out there. I get a kick out of speaking in public, but I was never good at writing anything other than poems. Maybe poetry is my calling?

But, enough about my destiny. I don't know how in the world that subject got there. Multiple subjects I think might be composed for my blog. Fashion for one, but also daily word, and maybe gossip and stupid trends adults criticise with "back in my day..." Introductions were never good for me, along with writing essays on history, as my social science teacher writes messily on my papers. I hope that this blog would be not as harsh and boring as those of any others, for I hope to add personal life that interacts with many in my blog.

My name is Anjani, by the way, as I said, intros aren't my thing. I'm not an in depth person--but I do tend to dwell on certain things, like if I ramble on about my everyday spasms. But those who do know me in real life know that I am clumsy, I am a spazz, and I might not do everything right. I do tend to find myself in unlucky situations, ones saved for another blog, but for now, my invisible, probably never to read this blog written in 12.8 minutes, audience, I hope you give this lame blog a second chance once you read my future ones. Thank you!

Until next time,
Anjani the Optimist