Who am I?

I am a girl. I love animals. I play with cats even though I am horribly allergic to them. I love my horse. Most of the time I am that annoying one who doesn't know when to shut up. Other times I just listen to people. I laugh at things you shouldn't laugh at. I cry at things you shouldn't cry at. I love Disney movies. I love to listen to any kind music. I love my friends. I think most old people are adorable. I hate shopping but I love having new clothes to wear. It annoys me when someone sneezes and you don't say "bless you." I like to wave and scream hi at people while driving in the car. I'm a freshmen in high school. I have an older brother who I love to annoy. I get really embarrassed when I do something wrong. So basically I get embarrassed alot. I hate it when people address me like I am a little kid. I hate it when I eat faster then other people. I hate roller coasters. I have really big hands. I like it when people smile or laugh. I love it when people are honest with me. I find politics the most boring thing on Earth. When I meet new people I feel like I have to impress them in someway. I love little kids when they sleep. I have really strange relatives but I still love them too. I have a rabbit that hates me but adores my mom; to bad my mom hates that rabbit more than it hates me. I do stupid things. I do really smart things too, but rarely. I am me.

Maggie.

Saint Simon

Saint Simon: by the Shins

After all these implements and text designed by intellects
So vexed to find evidently there's just so much that hides
And though the saints of us divine in ancient feeding lines
Their sentiment is just as hard to pluck from the vine

I'm trying hard not to pretend
Allow myself no mock defense
Step into the night

Since I don't have the time nor mind to figure out
The nursery rhymes that helped us out and make a sense of our lives
The cruel uneventful state of apathy releases me
I value them but I won't cry if the time was wiped out

I'm trying hard not to give in
Battened down to fair the wind
Rid my head of this pretense
Allow myself no mock defense
Step into the night...

Mercy's eyes are blue
When she places them in front of you
Nothing holds a roman candle to
The solemn warmth you feel inside

There's no measuring of it
As nothing else is love

I'll try hard not to give in
Battened down to fair the wind
Rid my head of this pretense
Allow myself no mock defense
Step into the night...

Mercy's eyes are blue
When she places them in front of you
Nothing really holds a candle to
The solemn warmth you feel inside of you

I really like this song because I have no idea what it means. It uses alot of complex words and phrases that I don't know. Also, this song gets stuck in my head every time I listen to it. Usually I hate having a song stuck in my head but I don't really mind when it is this song. The words look really weird on paper because it is mostly the music that I like.