Okay, so I'm actually 18. But, I think I've earned the right to be 19 given I've almost finished my first year of college. It always sucked to be one of the youngest ones in the class. Having birthday parties was tough as a kid because you could never get all the kids you wanted invited because they'd be on vacations with their families or something. 

What should you know about me?

1. People always say I smell good. Real truth: I will sometimes go to the mall and randomly spray different perfumes on myself just before an outing.

2. I always have nice pens. Real truth: I steal pens from restaurants, grocery stores, and doctor's offices on a regular basis.

3. I didn't have sex on prom night. Real truth: I'd lost my virginity long before that, but my father insisted on my going to prom with my godbrother to ensure my virginity wouldn't be lost. My godbrother is a hottie and now plays football for UNC, but he's still my godbrother. Who has sex with their godbrother? My father's point exactly. (That was for you Firedemonaisha)

4. I'm always happy. Real truth: I'm happy most of the time. But I take it really hard when I've been rejected. I also hate it when people expect me to be happy all the time and then have the nerve to be mad at me when I'm not.

5. My car's name is Beverly: So what? I like Star Trek: TNG and named my car after Dr. Crusher. AND?! 

6. I believe Hermione lost her virginity to Victor Krum. That's the part J.K. Rowling couldn't write about. How would you NOT sleep with that? But, I guess with ghosts floating around all in your business, one of them would go tell Dumbledore or McGonagall. The crazy guy with teeth wouldn't especially care. He probably poked Krum in the ass himself.

LAYER ONE:
-- Name: Cara
-- Nicknames:Caramia, Care, Fru Fru
-- Birth date: June 21, 1987
-- Birthplace: Columbia, Missouri
-- Current location:Kirksville, Missouri
-- Eye color: hazel
-- Hair color: blonde
-- Height: 5'6
-- Righty or lefty: righty


LAYER TWO
-- Your heritage: English, Italian
-- Your weakness: ice cream
-- Your fears: failure, being lonely
-- Your perfect pizza: supreme
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: graduating college


LAYER THREE
-- Your most overused phrase on AIM: lol
-- Your thoughts first waking up: geez, my roommate is already awake
-- Your best physical features: hair
-- Your bedtime: 1am
-- Your most missed memory: hanging out with my friends from my church back home. Didn't always do churchy things so we had a good time.


LAYER FOUR
-- Soda: Coke
-- Fast food joint: McDonald's
-- Single or group dates: group
-- Adidas or Nike: Nike
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: I can't tell the difference. 
-- Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate
-- Cappuccino or coffee: cappuccino


LAYER FIVE
-- Smoke: no
-- Cuss: from time to time
-- Sing: I love to!
-- Take a shower every day: I try. it sometimes end up being every other day, though.
-- Have a crush(es): several, i think i fall head over heels too easily
-- Do you think you've been in love:i might be now, but i dont' really know.
-- Want to go to college: i'm there
-- Like high school: too much turmoil, and i'm not convinced my friends were "real" friends
-- Want to get married: absolutely
-- Believe in yourself: i usually do
-- Get motion sickness: no
-- Think you're attractive: I'm pretty cute
-- Think you're a health freak: not as much as I should be, but a good workout helps when I feel down
-- Get along with your parents: Yeah, but my father can be disappointing quite often
-- Like thunderstorms: no
-- Play an instrument: piano, percussion instruments



LAYER SIX
In the past month...
-- Drank alcohol: yes
-- Smoked:no
-- Done a drug: yes
-- Had sex: yes
-- Made out: yes
-- Gone on a date: yes
-- Gone to the mall: yes, but there isn't one in Kirksville. I have to go back home to Columbia to go to the mall
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no, but that's not a bad idea
-- Eaten sushi: no, but maybe I'll take my mother to a Japanese restaurant for Mother's Day
-- Been on stage: recently had a choir concert
-- Gone skating: actually, i visited my uncle in STL recently and he took me to his roller skating lessons. it was funny to see this 250 pound guy learning to skate with a bunch of 4 year olds.
-- Made homemade cookies: made some a few nights ago. 
--Gone skinny-dipping: no
-- Dyed your hair: no, i believe in being natural
-- Stolen anything: no

LAYER SEVEN
Ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: yes
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: yes
-- Been caught doing something: no, i like eing sneaky
-- Been called a tease: in high school
-- Gotten beaten up: no
-- Shoplifted: no
-- Changed who you were to fit in: nah. I can only be me.


LAYER EIGHT
-- Age you hope to be married: 23
-- Numbers and names of children: three -- Lydian, Raisin, Tristan
-- Describe your dream wedding: The wedding in the most recent Madea movie was pretty awesome. That could never be topped.
-- How do you want to die: in my sleep
-- Where do you want to go to college: already enrolled, but if I had to do it over again, I think i'd have chosen UMKC
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: a teacher
-- What country would you most like to visit: Brazil


LAYER NINE
In a boy/girl...
-- Best eye color: gray
-- Best hair color: brown
-- Short or long hair: SHORT
-- Height: 5'9 OR TALLER
-- Best weight: 175
-- Best articles of clothing: baggy jeans
-- Best first date location: ice cream parlor
-- Best first kiss location: on the quad


LAYER TEN
--Number of drugs taken illegally: a couple
--Number of people I could trust with my life: 3
--Number of CDs that I own: gosh. way too many to count
--Number of piercing: 4
--Number of tattoos: 0
--Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: probably 20 times, I was pretty popular growing up
--Number of scars on my body: 5? I don't know
--Number of things in my past that I regret: if i dwelled on those i'd never move forward


We sang this song in Cantoria this year. I swear I cried everytime i heard it. the words and the harmonies and the symbolism was just exquisite.

Sleep (Charles Anthony Silvestri/Eric Whitacre)

The evening hangs beneath the moon
A silver thread on darkened dune
With closing eyes and resting head
I know that sleep is coming soon

Upon my pillow, safe in bed
A thousand pictures fill my head
I cannot sleep, my mind's a-flight
And yet my limbs seem made of lead

If there are noises in the night
A frightening shadow, flickering light
Then I surrender unto sleep
Where clouds of dream give second sight

What dreams may come, both dark and deep
Of flying wings and soaring leap
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep,

Sleep . . . .