Ugh, This is hard (RE-introduction)…

I’ve never had to “introduce” myself before…I really don’t know what to say. My notebook is completely empty now because I tore out all of those drafts that I wrote for this “re-intro,” so I figured I’d just wing it and “freestyle blog.” Guess I’ll start with the basics. I’m KayBee, and I have almost 18 years under my belt. Yep, I’m a newb, just living day-to-day and trying to figure out this conundrum most call “Life.” I’m pretty laid-back; there’s no point in being uptight anyway. Might as well save yourself a pre-mature heart attack and a few bruised eye vessels, right? I don’t require a lot of things. Don’t really need designer clothes or expensive jewelry or “tricked-out” rims. I’d much rather some sweatpants, maybe a hat, and hub caps.

I have five loves: video games, books, music,  Beyoncé, and biology….in no particular order.

I’m in transition right now, in that “not a girl, not yet a woman” stage. Completely terrified over the thought of college (and whether I’ll even get in or not). Luckily, I have a family full of gems that support me every step of the way and give great advice when I need it, even though I don’t always wanna hear it.

I use big words to feel important when someone (most of the time, it’s someone I love) makes me feel very unimportant; they become uncomfortable because they never know what the hell I’m talking about, makes them doubt their own intelligence. I guess it’s like a pretentious shield that I use to not feel so vulnerable (I know, it’s an asshole move; I never claimed to be perfect).

I like to make brownies, but they never turn out too well; I make a mean grilled ham and cheese sandwich, though.

It sounds nerdy, but thinking is one of my favorite past times. I can sit on the couch at 3:00 am in the morning and entertain myself with my thoughts alone; no tv, no iPod, not even my dog…just my thoughts (Can you tell I didn’t have many friends as a kid? lol). But I wish I didn’t think so much sometimes because it almost always leads to worrying….and I worry a lot.

Affectionate: I love to be under people, and not even in a romantic way (although that’s nice too). I’m always giving hugs and holding hands and playing in someone’s hair. I think it’s great to show people that you love them.

I think I’m a good friend, but I’m not the friend for EVERYTHING. I’m not the friend that you go drinking with or out to parties with; I’m that friend that you call over when you’re bloated and don’t feel like leaving your house, or when you just want to chill and watch a movie on tv.

My blog will be the summation of everything I just wrote, the essence of me. I could go on, but I think I’ll stop here for now.

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4 Comments to “Ugh, This is hard (RE-introduction)…”

  1. So nice to meet you, KB. I love your intro because it feels so genuine and makes me feel right at home. As a young lesbian, your voice is important. Know this transistion is the best time of your life, so don’t be scared.

    I’m definitely looking forward to more from you.

    Books are one of my favorites, too.

    • Aww, thanks! I like to make people feel right at home! Haha; seriously speaking, I’m glad you enjoyed the intro. I wanted to make it feel really personal and try to convey myself as clear as I could without falling prey to the “author’s inside flap” syndrome (I did that with the first intro). Thank you for reading, enjoying, and commenting!!

  2. Checking out your blog at the recommendation of AquariusSoul. It’s good to meet a fellow Arkansan out on the interwebs. Look forward to reading more of your entries. Cheers!

    • Hi there! Didn’t know that Aquarius.Soul knew my blog existed, so that’s an exciting piece of news. Thanks for reading my blog; I truly appreciate it….by the way, I think it’s pretty coincidental that you comment on my blog when, in fact, your blog is one of tabs on my computer!!

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