Found this in an ancient journal entery. I changed some of it, updated it, but wanted to repost as it rocks!
I am not: Organized.
I hurt: Easily
I love: Life, my friends, Jordan, rain.
I hate: Close-mindedness, stress, hot weather.
I fear: Losing my friends.
I forget: Useless things.
I remember: The little details of everything.
I imagine: That I'm older.
I hope: For happiness.
I crave: Being with you.
I regret: Not saying certain things, saying other things.
I care: About the world.
I always: Wonder what I can do to be better.
I want: To write.
I feel alone: When I need to talk to someone and no one is there.
I listen: To music, and friends problems.
I hide: From reality.
I pretend: About a lot of things.
I (will) drive: 2001 Toyota Tacoma
I sing: To myself.
I cry: Easily.
I destroy: Nothing.
I dance: When I'm happy.
I write: Stories, poems, LJ posts (<3)
I wake: Around 9 when I'm not losing sleep.
I breathe: Sweet air.
I play: Mind games.
I venture: Into my own little world.
I find: A lot of ideas in everyday life.
I pray: Never.
I miss: Old friends.
I kiss: Jordan.
I succeed: When I finish anything.
I search: For myself.
I learn: From my friends.
I feel: Loved, and unsure of myself.
I know: Useless facts and fragmented stories.
I joke: All the time.
I say: What I feel.
I change: From day to day.
I fail: Too often.
I dream: Whenever I can.
I believe: In myself.
I wonder: About a lot of things.
I want: The world to be better.
I worry: For my future.
I wish: The best for everyone.
I fight: For my beliefs.
I need: You.
I am: Optimistic.