About Myself...

my name's Megan
17's the age, May 17th's the day.
im into metal, please dont call me "gothic". im a very quiet kidd, unless i have more than 3 energy drinks. im very often, and very easily taken advantage of.
i cant help it. i love school, i want to finish it through collage.
i want to go to Baylorrrr. i play soccer for OHS, and im into Hackey sac!! other then those, volleyball, track, and tennis are fun. i enjoy spending time with my friends, when ever i can. i LOVE to go to concerts. I think peircings are GORGEOUS!! i dont have any yet. Myspace is addicting to me. i am also addicted to energy drinks. i HATE people who talk crap over the internet. if you dont like me, dont tell me through a message over mysapce. SAY IT TO MY FACE!!!
i may be quiet, but if you push me too far...it would be best for you to run. gummy bears are evil.
be catiouse around them lil devils. i wach cartoons EVERY saterday. INVADER ZIM ROCKS MY FACE OFF FOO!!!!
im into poetry, Edgar Allen Poe is amazing. music is a big part of my life. im learning to play the piano. i wish i could play the gutair. i've been in chior for about 5 years.ging on 6.
i am a very rebelious person.
i think the government SUXX.
i belive the political party of ANARCHEY should be legalised.
we should have the right to
do what we want, when we want.
READ THE BILL OF RIGHTS!!! call me wierd, call me a loser realy, i couldent care less.
im kinda new to this stuff, but please, dont steal my layouts, its rude. MAKE YOUR OWN!!!!!!!!!! tyvm
Megsterrrr

Edgar Allen Poe [[faforite poem]]

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.