AboutCrane

Crane has to be my best friend. She was always there for me, (she kinda had to be anyway). We are great siblings. We never really get into fights, and if we do, we tend to get over it quickly.
A lot of my friends are surprised at her maturity level when I introduce her. Crane and I just figured that it was just because she was with me all the time, so she matured two years faster than all the other girls and guys.
Which explains why she's dating Rain, a 16 year old.
She is pretty much a control freak. She likes being in control of most everything all the time.
Usually its not really a bad thing, because people wouldn't know what to do without her.
Crane's really pretty and she knows it. She likes to be a little bit cocky sometimes. Just a little.
She can make me laugh so hard that I cry and my stomach is sore the next day.

She likes to tel me what to do a lot. Even the simplest things. I don't exactly know why she does that. I didn't really notice it until Eagle pointed it out though. He used to bug Crane about it for weeks and she'd get really pissed off.


So far today, I woke up at about noon, like most summer days. Parakeet had some friends over, and it was hectic without having a door on our room and all....
Last night, Kenai asked me out. I said yes. But now I am thinking that maybe it's not such a good idea. He has put a lot of weight on me not to break his heart...
My nature is to break guys' hearts though. I don't like doing it or anything. I'm not exactly like that. I just get my heart torn into pieces by all these different guys and I can never get my pieces back. Its quite annoying actually.
Like Protector. WHY do I still love him? I don't know if he'll read this, but most people would consider him a complete loser. Failure. Whatever. But I still don't care. He's the only guy that this has happened to. What does that mean? I'm not sure. It's odd.

I have about twenty bug bites on my legs which I obsessively scratch at. They end up bleeding and scarring. Oh well. Just a few more scars to add to the collection.

Finn's talking to me. He told me he read my little blog I have here. He wasn't supposed to know about it for a long time but I really can't keep anything from him.

Crane's been in front of the mirror for over an hour now. I never knew that she liked looking at herself so much. Or finding little imperfections. It's like that Mean Girls movie. You aren't perfect unless you make yourself seem imperfect, just so others will remind you that you are perfect.
Make sense? No, I know.
Until later, LadyWar