Blood too thick for paper

You guys already know a lot about me if you've been reading my blog
but heres some things you probably don't know about me:

I sleep with stuffed animals because ever since I was four years old I've had a really hard time sleeping alone. On my 6th birthday my parents gave me a life size Strawberry Shortcake doll so I would stop bothering them at night. 

My current sleeping buddies are a giant pillow pet giraffe named Eddie and a small Nemo fish. 

I am obsessed with anything to do with the sky. Rain, outer space, the moon, lightening, sunshine,
Im fascinated with it all.

I think the eye is the coolest part of the body. 

People tell me I have a lot of friends, and that I'm really good at talking to people.
But I spend lunch alone so...
I don't really believe them.

I'm selfish because if I find a really good song that I connect with, I won't show it to anyone because I feel like the song is mine. Considering that, if I show you a song, don't take it lightly.

Im the one who Nelson yelled at for having a different journal,
I told him I couldn't use a composition note book
because the ink from my pen showed on the other side of the page.
He told me to stop writing in blood.


Sorry.

Thats the only way I know how.

I write in my own blood, I sleep with stuffed animals, and I spend lunch alone.

I think the only places I belong inside Lone Peak are sitting at a piano, and room 221. 

I like having black nails and wearing sweat shirts.
I like painting my face and I want to be in a Baptists choir.
I like cuddling more than I like kissing,
and I like to know the whys of everything.

If you tell me something and I ask you "why?"
it is because I want to know the way your mind works.

You guys called me Alice,

But you can call me Amanda now.