I am me and nobody said you had to like it...

My name is Leah. For some reason EVERYONE has the hardest time pronouncing it. I don't understand why.
People always ask what's my favorite color? To be honest.. I don't have one specific one.
Music. I have never cared for hip hop. Some is okay. Like Kid Cudi. I love him. Give me a good hip hop song that doesn't talk about sex or weird things.  A song that has sincere, legit, good lyrics. On the other hand, music, I'm always listening.  My taste in music is a wide range. I have never really cared for country.  If it has good lyrics, I'm in. I am a lyrics junky. I just love music!
I hate the radio. Besides x96. Of course the CD player or smoker thing where I could put in my ipod doesn't work. That's okay though, cause I love my beater car.
Beater car. I love her! She is a Kia Sephia. Aka her name is Sophie. Sephia-Sophie. It's close. I yell at her, she lets me cry to her, she lets me sing as loud as I want, she lets me tell her all of my secrets and won't tell a soul, she has witnessed some interesting moments in life, what can I say? I love my Soph!
Dairy. It makes me sick to my stomach. And I always forget to take my lactaid pill. But sometimes I just can't resist a delicious quesadilla from Hector's!
Pens. I HATE writing in pencil. The sound, the feel, the smell, how it writes. ahhh. Just not good. So stick with pens! They are the BOMB!
Peaches. Ooooh. I HATE PEACHES. With every fiber in my body. The texture, taste, even the smell makes my stomach turn. If you ever want me to hate you, give me a peach.
BUT if you ever want me to LOVE you.. Give me some Red Hots or any cinnamon candy. Ahh. They are so delicious. I could eat them up alllllll day.
I love to sleep.  I swear if someone wakes me up in the morning before 8 am... I am not a happy camper. If you ever need a nap buddy, I'm in.
I love photography. I'm getting a major in it!  Woo-hoo. Sometimes I have a hard time sharing my favorite stuff. Idk. Maybe cause I feel like it's more personal. Whats-ever. One thing people don't know is how I got started in it and why I've always wanted to do it. So here's my story... Once upon a time I was in 8th grade.  I took a photography class.  And grew to love it.  The art show was coming up and my teacher said it could be a good idea for us to enter. So I thought about it. I pulled my little brother aside and took some pics of him. He was getting frustrated with me because I was having so much fun and he wasn't.  I ended up choosing the last photo I shot of him. I didn't think much of it. But my teacher told me to go to the art show when it opened. My parents and I went opening night. And guess who won 1st place in photography? ME! I have never felt such a wonderful feeling. I was so excited and proud of myself. After that, I always love searching for the feeling all over again of people loving my work and feeling excited about it. Now that photo sits in my house with the blue ribbon hanging over it.
Long nails. They FREAK me out. Notice, that my nails are super short. My-bad. But really, naturally long finger nails, ughh. Just gag me now.
I love listening and talking to people. People are just so dang interesting. Not only that, but I am a major people watcher. Sometimes you discover the weirdest things about people. hmm. weird.
I have allergies up the wazoo. I swear I wake up every morning with a stuffy nose. Bleh! Oh well, it's life. Shake-a-doo right?
I love clothing. Judge Me. I don't care.
There is still SO much to me. I just have to go get ready for school now, so I need to call it quits.
Anyway. Random post. But still.
I LOVE LIFE. and try to live it to the fullest everyday!
xoxoxo