New chapter? I think so.

Hey world. I'm Liz. I'll tell you a little bit about myself. I'm just out of high school. I'm going to college in a little bit. I have one sister aptly named Cow. My mother and father are HellenWheels and TMJ. I love my family. My blog is actually named from one of my dads famous quotes;

"We live in wondrous times." And I guess I spelled it wrong in my title. Oh well.

So if you know me, like, face to face, you'll know it's really hard for me to finish a thought let alone a sentence. However, this blog isn't for you. This is for me. I need a place to put my thoughts or my head will explode into infinity with lots of yogurt and unicorn farts, (which I'm lead to believe in the future will power hybrid cars.)

I feel as though I'm doing decently so far. I've gotten out of the habit of writing in my journal, and I'm on the computer quite often, so maybe this is where my thoughts are going to go. Well. Not all of it. Some of my life is going to stay locked away in my journal I tenderly named soul.

There's so much I'd like to write about. I did a lot today actually. And if you've actually read this far, let me know, and I'll give you a cookie or something.

A little more about me...well, kinda. My best friend is Renee. I've known her since August of 2009, and we've been best friends ever since, thanks to the tattoo on the back of her neck. We drink coffee religiously, hang out at the Est., listen to music, and do crazy stuff like jump through flaming hula hoops.
I've recently jumped into a relationship with a boy named Mitch. He is fantastic. He's served my country, he has a solid zombie plan, he's a better shot than I am, my parents like him, and I think deep down inside, he likes me too. He makes me happy, which is weird because my heart is like, "Woah, when did you start doing black tar heroin you crazy bafoon? Oh wait.. Uh... I really like this Mitch kid. He's cool." In all reality though, he does like me. which is nice because if he didn't this would be one awkward life I'm living.

I think that may be it for tonight. It's late. But I find the sound and feeling of my fingers hitting the keyboard very soothing. Almost hypnotic. Anyways, most days I like you, so don't screw it up.


I love. Good night.