More about that most wonderful of individuals: Me!

More about my dreary existence, eh? Oh, well, I will give in.
I am a tortured middle child, but I came out on the better end of the spectrum. I have an older sister and a younger brother. My sister doesn't claim superiority and I have a brother I can beat around. Having an older brother and younger sister would be purgatory (another good word for dictionary.com) on earth. The brother would beat me and stuff, and I couldn't push my weight around my sister or else suffer the swift wrath of Mom.
My family is EXTREMELY conservative, for example; Veggie swearing is not allowed around the household.
I go to a christian acadamy near my house. Yes, acadamy here means boarding school, but no, it's not for bad kids and delinquents. Plus, I'm village ;) My mom is the nurse, so that means she says whether people are sick or not, and she is a good nurse who can tell, so all the kids hate her. Not me, hopefully, just my Mom
Enough writing for me now, I have been blessed with the gift of procrastination and have two projects to finish up.

Rodney Rathbone, Thin and Cheating

This post means I have given in to the Me-media craze and have finally started expressing myself online. I can't figure for the life of me what is so attractive about spewing one's private life across a highly accessable medium, so that the teeming masses can criticize you uselessly for being so stupid.
I'll tell you the basics:
I am a teen with an incredibly inane and sarcasitc sense of humor,
I know what eviscerate and expedite mean,
I am a sophomore in highschool at the lowly age of 14,
Pices,
March 4, 1991,
Blonde, blue eyes, 5 foot 11,
and No, I don't want your Phone number.

And if you immediately looked up expedite in dictionary.com, you are a loser.