Completely Unexpected

'you don't have to read'

I've come to realize that many of you don't know much about me. So, I've decided to do a little get to know me kind of thing. Alright? Here it goes...

Hi, I'm Caitlyn Marie, named after my grandma, Katherine Marie.

I have several nicknames, some I don't feel like sharing, including, Caity, Sis, and Catie.

I have light brown hair that reaches slightly past my shoulders and grey-green eyes. I'm 5'3, maybe 5'4 on a good day.

My birthday is October 30, 2001. Yes, the day before Halloween.

(my aunt's is on Halloween and she said she'd pay for my collage if I was born on her birthday. sadly, I wasn't.)

I have a nine year old sister, Ashlyn, and a boxer dog named Sully/Sullivan.

I had a poodle named Kelso, his name was from That 70's Show, but he passed away recently.

He was older than me, at least 15. My parents bought him two years before I was born.

My first cousins, my parent's sibling's kids, all live in different states, so I barely see them.

I mainly see my third/fourth cousins who live about an hour and fourth five minutes away from me.

I play softball, and my position is left field. I used to be the catcher, but I decided I liked the outfield better.

I like to think I'm good at softball, when I'm really not. I can hit fairly well, I just strike out a lot.

I have a great throwing arm, considering I had to throw from home plate to second base while catching.

But softball has it's down sides. I mainly quit catching because of my elbow.

I threw out my elbow last year while catching and had to wear something to support it for a while.

And now, I've hurt my wrist, something I'll mention later.

I've never once broken a bone or had surgery. I've only had stitches in my back from something I'd rather not talk about. :)

But when I was little, I fell off the swing-set at daycare and landed on the concrete, earning a concussion.

I once tried to do a cartwheel and ended up hurting my wrist badly enough to have to see the doctor, luckily not breaking it.

Still to this day, I have problems with my right wrist. I'm able to make it pop when I rotate it, the effect of doing too many cartwheels and handstands, and a little from softball.

Whenever I was little, I repeatedly fell down.

The funny thing was, I always ended up cutting my chin. Even today, I still have a scar on the bottom of my chin.

I also have a scar on my left knee from running outside on gravel in flip flops. The main cause of most of my chin bustings are from running, really.

I absolutely hate repetitive sounds. Keyboards clicking, people tapping things, whistling, alarms, etc.

I don't know why, I just do. Yet, whenever do those things, they don't seem to bother me.

I'm going into eighth grade this year and I'll be turning fourteen.

My middle school starts at fifth grade, so this will be my fourth, and last, year in middle school.

I'm a good student, really. I get mostly A's, I've always been on the honor roll, whether it's A or B.