And now that question…

Who am I?

MeI suppose I am supposed to give you some long winded answer about what I plan to do with my life and which career I want to go into. The truth is that I don’t know yet. If you already know who you are than good on you. But I’m still learning. About the world, about people and most of all about myself.

My name is Danielle and i go to a traveling school called ‘THINK Global School’ or, as we call it- TGS. This past year we lived in India, Tanzania and Japan. Next year we will be in New Zealand, Turkey and Greece. So who am I to complain? I love my school and I invite you to check out some of my photos and videos.

In a world where everything is constantly changing, there are somethings that don’t. So instead of trying to tell you what it is that I aim to do, or what I want to become I am going to list what I do know about me.

Here we go:

1. I am a bookworm: J.K Rowling, Bill Bryson, P.G Wodehouse, F. Scott Fitzgerald and the perhaps slightly less academic works of Rick Riordan and Shanon Hale. What can I say? We all need a break from paragraph-sized sentences once in a while.

2. I love to write: Teachers, if you are reading this the following sentence does not mean that I take joy from typing up long grueling essays about behavioral experiments or  elaborate and most of the time made-up analysis’s. Typing is not the same thing as writing. It is just a type (pun intended) of it.  And what do I like to write? Long-winded descriptions of people and places, humorous (in my opinion anyways) analogies and metaphors,  nonsense theories about how things came to be or why they are the way they are and most of all and the many ways and times that I manage to embarrass myself on a daily basis. If that seems specific to you, trust me there is enough to write a million books on just the last one alone.


3. Laughing at myself: Life is too short to take things too seriously. And, really when it comes down to it, why would you waste even a second of your time on this planet getting upset over something that you could have just laughed off. In the end all you do is bring everyone down with you. If you want to be a grump, then go right ahead, there is no one stopping you. I personally like to spend as much of my time as I reasonably can laughing.

4. I hate getting hurt: You may be rolling your eyes at this point. After all who really enjoys scraping their knees or breaking their arm? But for me, it’s more than that.  I hate crying, so I laugh instead when I can. I have a lot of experience in this area. After all, as my friends often reiterate, if someone is going to trip, it is going to be little ol’me.


5. I hate silence: Silence is terrifying. No but seriously. That moment when you just kind of stare at the person in front of you and rack you’re brain for something to say. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate all silence. There are good kinds and bad kinds. And the bad kind is the one that pushes you to have twenty minute conversations about the weather.


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  1. This is absolutely beautiful. Some of the stuff is actually so awesome it hurts me… (I still can’t laugh… whispers *the ribsss*) I bet you thought nobody would read this!! Hah! You thought wronggg… All I’m gonna say is that this is amazing and it has just made my day a billion thousand times better. Keep writing, it’s awesome. I don’t know what Garret gave you as part of the “personal voice” rubric, but some of this stuff is incredible. Keep bein awesome. Love ya Danielle! Have an awesome time in kiwiland. Best of luck.Your friend forever,
    Hah! You thought I would give myself away! You’ll never discover my true identity! Well, unless of course you do… Hmm… Shucks. Anyway, love ya, adios, see ya soon.Byeeeeeeeeeee!!

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