Introduction

Hello there lovely readers!

I've only typed four words and already I've made a typo, sign of only good things to come!

My name is Elidee, although I'll usually use Ell when referring to myself. It just sounds less formal. 

This blog is going to be a recap of my life, so a living memoir I guess you could say, since I have every intention of keeping up with it once I catch up to the present. It's going to start at the very beginning of my life, well, when I came out of the womb and end when I stop posting.

My reasoning for this, you may ask, is for both posterity and myself. For the sake of posterity on the off chance one of you out there learns from my many, many, many mistakes. Including my grammar and syntax, which I assure you are atrocious. Let's take a moment to thank modern day for making spell check a requirement for all writing applications, I still shudder at the days when only MS word has spell check. 

It's for myself in the sense that I'll have something to look back on in my life to laugh and remember when I start to forget some of my early memories and also on the off chance I die young it'll give my loved ones something to look back at when they're feeling sad and laugh at my stupidity, because I assure there's been a lot of that in my life. 

I tend to think and mentally prepare myself for the worst. I think up the most drastic and improbable situations and I work through solutions in my head, just in case it happens. If it doesn't happen, no harm no foul. If it does happen, then I'll be less panicked and more ready to act. I do this a lot with driving, but that's a story you'll just have to wait to hear, well, read.

Commas are a thing I really like to use. I blame it on a book I tried reading in 8th grade, that was way above my reading level and also really boring, and it had a sentence about 15 pages in that was over a page long. I kid you not, from period to period it was close to a page and a half. That author was very liberal with their semi-colons, colons, commas, and <---- what ever these are called. After that I learned that as long as a sentence made sense, you could throw commas all over the place. Now, you'll rarely see semicolons from me because in 5th grade I was never taught what they were let alone how to use them properly and I didn't learn their function until 11th grade. Public school education! 

Sorry if you cringe at bad grammar but I actually don't know any better, and at this point I'm not 100% I can change my ways, but if you tell me something I consistently get wrong, I'll try to fix it.

Anyways, I look forward to remembering my life and I'll try to get some pictures on here when they fit into the story. 

I also have another public blog connected to this account. Feel free to read it, although I warn you, it's a whole lot of text walls of pure teen angst. Thankfully blogger has evolved and I don't have to html <.p> <./p> to get things in a readable format. I'm also no longer an angsty teen. Now I'm more of a broke college student swimming in debt!

Thanks for reading everyone!

Ell