For Better or For Worse . . .

' I've decided that I want my funeral to be a party, a celebration of my life rather than a procession of my death.' There, perfect opening statement to my potential millionaire. You would think at the age of 17 that I was writing for school, but this is my idea of a fun Friday afternoon. I like to write anytime, anywhere. I don't know why, but every time I see a pencil and paper, this instinct kicks in, pulling me like a magnet toward them. But, today I'll be working on my Netbook, seeing as I'm on the train to New York. Sad, I'm moving there from my flat in Connecticut, and all of my belongings can fit in one compartment, but no matter. I'm off to a small apartment in Central Park. My furniture was moved there a week ago. You may be thinking to yourself, why are you moving at seventeen? Well, I was accepted to an elite school...although I've never heard of it before. So, I packed up my things at my flat and moved here. My flat...I sold it to an older couple. Yes, I am an independent girl. I moved into my flat when I was fifteen. My parents didn't object, and I wanted a new life. So, I ran my life on my own. Don't judge me.

Finally, the train is pulling in. I look around. People staring at my henna tattoos. Typical. You see, I look...well, different. I have obnoxious curly dark hair, green eyes, and white skin. I usually wear my hair in a braid that runs down to my lower thighs, and I have henna tattoos all over. My life is very spiritual, so I am a bangles-wearer, a yoga-doer, and a roller coaster-lover. Okay, that last one isn't very on topic, but it's true. I put down my book, and walk five blocks to my apartment. It's a small house, rather with a small spiral staircase, and a tiled kitchen. My cat, Cupcake is happy to be out of the kennel. Cupcake is greyish blue with one blue eye and one green eye. She and her fluffiness curl up on my lap as I sink into the lavender reading chair and turn on the lime green light. I think about unpacking, but it's late, and I crack open my book instead.