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Why you are here, only God knows why. But, here you go. Mweeeeeehhhh....

The name be Luna Imper. Well, it all started on one day in November, the 30th to be exact, and I was born in the late afternoon. Yes, the late afternoon. That would be PM for those who don't exactly get it. Anywho, I came home a few days later due to complications with me, not my mother. So, I lived there for six months before moving to where I currently am in the US of A. Yep.

I've had blonde hair and blue eyes from the very beginning for those who think that it is dye and contacts. (stupido's) I actually hate that comment alot, and also the one about all blondes are dumb. Ya, that one. Mostly, I just hate stereotypes in particular. They are horribly annoying and I grow tired of how much people use them. But, I wish to eventually get rid of all stereotypes and live my life normally.

And then I went to school and all. I started dancing when I was in kindergarten. I could read before I went into grammar school. I learned to read when I was four. So, I was then tested for the gifted program in second grade. I didn't get in, but in third grade, I did get in. I have been in ever since and am currently in the IB (International Baccalaurette) Program at my high school. Well, technically it's PIB (Pre IB) the first two years, but ya.

I went through grammar school pretty well, but I really hated my fourth grade year. It just sucked. So, then I went through fifth grade which was incredibly better and I started playing the oboe. I had started playing piano back in second grade, so I was a little of everybody in band, but it was ok. I grew to love the oboe insanely and my fifth grade band director was really awesome. Around the end of the year though, it became know that we were not going to have him next year though. That was saddening. So, I entered sixth grade. All through sixth grade, all I thought about was the last day of school. I wanted the last day insanely bad. And who can forget our horrible sixth grade band year? We had once had about 20 people in our fifth grade band, but in sixth grade, we had three. Yes, three. It was extremely sad.

So, anyway, I finally got out of sixth grade and I moved on to middle school or junior high or whatever you want to call it. Seventh grade was awesome. Being in the gifted program gave us tons of freedom from the regular people and teachers. It was really great and much better than any thing I had had in grammar school. I loved my seventh grade year and all the great friends I made. Enter eighth grade. Man, that year just sucked. We had a new principal so the school turned ghetto and we had wack schedules, and man it just was not good. Let's just leave it at that.

And now, I am in high school and IB. Fun, eh? I'm still playing the oboe, mallets, piano, doing ballet, jazz and modern. (I quit pointe after 8th grade.) I also write and have a story being published in early 2005.

I aspire to become a well known architect or a linguistic anthropologist. I also would want to be a part time writer, but not a full time writer. I would want to become pretty well known for work. That would be pretty awesome. But, if I don't, then I guess I'll just have to live with it. >:D I want to do many things with my life and I want for everything to go right for my careers. Yep.

So, this be the conclusion. Ya, I know most of you just scrolled down here to hit the button back, but if you are actually reading this, what I have learned most is that no matter what obstacles come your way, you have to keep going with your way, just because someone has a different opinion or different standings does not mean that you have to change for them. You must keep on going and be true to what you are about. That is the only way you really will feel like yourself. Ya, that's my little sappy speech, so go on and surf some more around this site.


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