Hm, I wonder...

Hm... My first blog ever... I'm not sure exactly what to think about it and what I am supposed to talk about, however it is summer and i find myself with a lot of extra time to waste. To start off, I am 13 years old, but dont let that fool you into thinking that i'm a normal teenager. In ways I am, but when comparing myself to some of my friends I find that I am much more mature than some of them. Not that that would make much of a difference to anyone out there (unless by some strange coincidence my friends end up reading this, and even if they did they wouldn't know who I am) I just thought it was necessary information considering this is my first blog. My family is a strange one, as most people's are. Behind closed doors of course. We are all African-American, however we are white as paper. Yes, it is possible. My parents immigrated from South Africa before I was born. So I claim to be the whitest African in America (or at my shool at least). My parents are divorced, but right now that is all I am willing to say on that subject. I spend afternoons with my dad because my mom works a 9-5 job (well, really it's like a 9:30AM-6:00PM, and then 8:00PM-3:00AM once she gets home) at a clinical research company. Not that my dad's unemployed or anything, it's just easier for him to bring things home considering he's a professor of buisness strategy. I spend most of my days now playing video games (often) or reading (not as often). Just as a note I cannot spell to save my life, or the lives of all the people in China for that matter. I find that when I write, my composition changes completely. As I am typing on my keyboard (which is on one of the crappiest laptops available, it doesn't even have a CD drive) and read back on the black text I see above, I think to myself, there is no way I would talk to my friends like this. No way. Well I thank all of you who have taken the time to care about my new blog. I plan to write at least one more, so look out for me.

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