I am ten toes, two eyes, one nose and one brain. I am two arms, two legs, two knees and 37.2 trillion cells. I am two ears, two hands, two feet and 206 bones. I am two ankles, two elbows, ten fingers and one mouth. I am one heart, two kidneys, one gallbladder and 108,000 hair follicles.

             What makes me human is my fully functioning body. What makes me an individual are my faults and discrepancies, my strengths and experiences. I like to think that I am more than just a human, and that I am an individual.

            As a person, I can range from overly emotional and just about insane to reserved and quiet. I struggle a lot with communicating to the people I care most about. Especially when I am stressed I become distant and lost in my own mind- neglecting to reach out to the people who would be able to help me. I am also very competitive and insistent on finishing something that I’ve started. Dealing with all of this is my mom, dad, sister and Nellie- my pet Chihuahua.

            Before high school, I never viewed myself as an athlete. I played soccer but struggled with making fast decisions- making me a benchwarmer. I ended up joining track because it seemed like a simple sport- putting one foot in front of the other. I’m glad I did because my short stature and passion for success made me a prime candidate to be a thriving long distance runner. My life is now engulfed by track. It has made me become a person who thrives off competition and is driven to win. I have also made so many amazing friends by joining track.

              Being a child of a photographer and a musician, art and music have always played a huge role in my life. Growing up, some of my best memories have been strumming guitars and drawing pictures. Even today I am still in love with anything that utilizes creativity. I enjoy creating all types of art but especially drawing and painting. Any of the extra time I have is spent at art classes. I also enjoy playing the bass guitar. The reason I love music so much is because it brings my family together. As often as we can, my dad and I enjoy “jamming” together with him on the guitar and me on the bass. Occasionally, my sister will join in on the banjo.

            Most importantly, I pride myself on being a caring family member. Even though I am quick to get aggravated by them, at the end of the day I am apologetic and always grateful for having them.