I’m Megan. Meg. Meggy, Megs, Meggers, Megitty, Megadoodle, Megadon, Megatron, and just about anything else you could think of, be it related to my name or not. I’m 19, just legal, and in all honesty I have the mind of a 5 year old. I’m a video game nerd, I love going places [but for various reasons rarely do], I’ll try most anything once, and for the most part I’m a pretty positive, happy person.
I adore photography, writing, painting, drawing, crafts, cooking, fashion and pretty much decorating/altering everything I can get my hands on. I’m a little bit chaotic myself, so this should be an interesting thing here.
I’m pretty much convinced I’m not going to college, and I’ll be happy with any little job I can get [provided I CAN, in fact, snag a real one]. Sure, it’d be nice to get paid for doing something I love, but my problem is that changes from day to day. I like doing what I’m in the mood for. Which is why people have hobbies, right?
Besides, planning things is overrated. The only real plan I have for life is to be happy, since that’s more of a choice anyway. I MIGHT get a decent job, a nice house, stay with my long-time boyfriend, have a few kids, a cool dog or two, keep the awesome friends and become even more of a nerd than I already am. Those things might even be probable. But why say that’s my plan? No need to give myself a reason to sob if it falls through. I prefer not to worry about things not working out, but instead just live and be happy while everything’s good. Better that way, isn’t it?
Oh yeah. And this is me. I like rainbows.