As I sit here, I ponder on what I shall do with my life. Will I grow up to be the painter and artist I really wanted? Or will I sidetrack off to be a writer? Who knows? I may even turn out to be a serial killer. Hey, it happens. But sitting as I am, want to paint the very blue that hangs in the sky. I was to blotch a blue sky with small white clouds. I want people to respect me for who I am, not how I make money. Whether its painting or drawing peoples cartoons at fairs or big parks. I want to enjoy my life. If I’m going to die, I want to die happily. I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t care who likes me, or what I enjoy doing. I’m happy, that’s all I know. As long as I achieve my internal happiness, everything shall turn out fine. Even if I turn out to kill people, if that makes me happy, so be it. That’s all I look to do, is make myself happy. No matter what. If I’m happier alone, no man shall enter into my heart. Nor a woman. But if my heart swells for a significant other, I shall try my hardest to get one who helps with my happiness. I don’t understand how people can hate others who find their true calling in life. I don’t get jealous anymore, because some girl (like my exfriend Lexi) can draw better than I can. I’m just happy I can draw. It’s what I tell people who say smoking is bad, I’ll do it because I’m happy doing it. If it didn’t, I wouldn’t do it. I don’t smoke because I have to but because I WANT to. Some people really don’t understand that. It’s the same reason for wearing some of my funky outfits I wear occasionally.

I find inspiration in so many things. Especially music. I’m listening to Milk, By Sea Oleana currently. I have the whole time I’ve been typing this up in word because I don’t have Wi-Fi on my bus. But I enjoy typing, so it’s okay. Some people wonder who I am. Kourtney Len Nichole Perkins is the name, and a writer is her game. (For now haha)My favorite colors include: orange, green, purple, and red. I enjoy all music except that little Wayne like bullshit. I was born May 27th 1996. Yes I’m 16 and ill be 17 in 10 days. No problem right? Good.

My favorite animal is a lion. They’re strong and beautiful creatures. Not complete mongrels like monkeys. My favorite time of the year is spring, because it’s always raining. Rain is my favorite thing ever. I enjoy Christmas but its way to cold. You see, I may not be like everyone else, but like everyone I have feelings. So understand that before you talk about me.