An introduction to me as a person is not going to be easy. I am the most complicated person who has ever walked the earth; just ask my friends. But everyone’s complicated in their own right and how hard can it really be to just spell out how one acts or feels? How one is? But we’re here only to scratch the surface and I’ve probably bored you half to death by now so I’ll let you get on the actual body and substance of the essay.

            School definitely has its ups and downs but for the most part I would say I’m a good student. Sure I don’t always finish my assignments on time and sometimes I talk in class but I can usually grasp what’s taught and apply it where and when needed. I like learning best when I can watch someone use the concept being taught. Hands-on learning is great, especially when it comes to dissections in classes like Human Biology, but when I see someone going through the steps I can work it out in my head and then recall the information later on. I’d call that one of my strengths, being able to store what I see and use it later.

            Out of school, after a day of pushing through the crowded halls and lingering for hours in classes with other students, I like to go home and read so I can get away from the chaos and stress of what happens to be my world. If I’m lucky, I’ll get to watch TV alone with my mom after she gets home from work. Our favorite show to watch together is “One Upon a Time” on Fox. We like to see how the writers take people from old fairy tales and place them into our modern world, how their lives reflect their stories even if they don’t remember who they are. Most of what I do outside of school is to keep my mind off of everything that goes on inside the halls and classrooms of Taylorsville High. Not that I dislike it here, of course, but just to feel calm if only for a minute or two, that’s what I go for when I’m away at home.

            Moving on to my family, I have to tell you that there isn't much going on there. We’re pretty normal compared to the stereotypical idea of an American family: we go to church and all of us hold one calling or another in our ward, my dad’s been divorced once and my mom and half-sister (from Dad’s previous marriage) have that “I’m not actually related to you but I guess I still have to tolerate you” sentiment towards each other, my parents fight about money, and we eat dinner around the television until I decide I've had enough and go up to my room to be an average broody teenager. I’m impatient like my dad (one of my weaknesses) but also impulsive and devoted like my mom. This often causes tension in our house but everything gets worked out by the time we go to bed (“Never go to sleep angry,” huh?). I try to make things simple for others so that they don’t have to worry about much more than what’s necessary. Anyway, my family is mostly monolingual but my aunt can speak fluent French and I can usually read the letters she gets from friends in France and the whole family (extended relatives included) can mouth their way around a Mexican restaurant’s menu with a pretty convincing accent. Just like normal. Right?               

                It’s strange to see how when one gets closer to a personal conversation topic the more they seem to talk. I think maybe it’s the fact that we all want to be heard and actually known by someone, to see if they can possibly understand us better than we ourselves can. But enough of my psychobabble, you want to hear a conclusion. Who I am will never really be known but facts about myself and my personality can be brought up and displayed for all to see. I may be complicated, but under that there are the essentials and traits that just make me.