"It's all about me!" - Idina Menzel, Planet Z
Since I have to do this for Mike (hi Mike!), I'm going to write the basic things about myself.
My name is Megan and I'm from Queens, New York. I have lived in New York all my life, but I can count on my fingers how many times I have actually been into the city. Shame, really, since I want to see all the big highlights. I have, however, been to the Statue of Liberty and walked the Brooklyn Bridge, among a few other things. Can't wait to see what we will do in this program.
For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to become a teacher. I love working with children, so I decided I want to teach young. I work at my elementary school as an aide to the Pre-K teacher (who happens to be my mother) and at the after-school program at the same place.
I also want to write one book. Doesn't have to be a great success like Harry Potter or Twilight. I do, however, want to write one teenage love story. I started writing it, but I don't know if I will ever finish. I hope I do.
I have a small family, and I love it that way. Basically it's my parents, my older brother, Ryan, and my cousins Shannon and Shawn. Also Shawn's wife, Mandy, and their baby daughter Mackenzie (or as I call her, Mack). I am considerably closer to my mom's side of the family then my dad's. Basically for the reason that my dad's family lives in Indiana and my mom's relative's live in Pennsylvania. I never really have met my dad's side of the family.
I am a shy person, but when you get to know me, you see that I actually like to be the center of attention. My parents have always told me that I have wanted to be an actress, since I liked the idea of everyone watching me. When I was a child, I would sing and dance in front of anyone; my parents, family, classmates, whoever. But as I got older, I lost the innocense of caring who was watching me. So I somewhat stopped being outgoing. Once in a while, I will volunteer to do something, but not half as much as I did when I was a little girl.
That's all I can think of for now.
More later.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
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Now that wasn't soooo painful was it? I'm waiting for you to try writing another poem. Surprise me!
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