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hi. my name is megan theresa capilli. i am
seventeen years old. i live in ringwood, nj.
here are some secrets about me: i dance
in front of the mirror whenever i'm getting
ready. i like being the only sober person.
this one time, i crashed my mothers car.
oh wait, did i say "this one time"? i meant
twice. i used to play cards and smoke
cigars with my neighbors, and it probably
looked ridiculous. i always wanted a boy
to write a song about me, until one finally
did. i can't date boys that are sweet and
nice to me, because i'm not used to it.
however, if i don't think i stand a chance
with a boy, i'll go for it. because i am real
dumb. there's some people who say if they
had nothing to do everyday and they didn't
have something constructive to do, they
would get extremely bored. i am not one of
these people. i listen to heart, sweet water,
carole king and the police. i hate drugs. i think
they are completely disgusting. i used to be
ghetto, and listen to rap and wear g-unit's and
have orange hair. i was real gay. when i was 12
i used to go teen night at illusions, and i thought
i was badass. i've wanted to play the drums
since i was in 1st grade, my mom told me she'd
get me singing lessions instead because she
thinks i have a real good voice, and i cried.
i say real instead of really, and i don't care if it
makes me sound uneducated, because i like it.
when i was a freshman, i was obsessed with a
senior, and he tied my bandana around the shifter
in his car, and everytime i saw it i felt amazing.
now i want it back, so i can burn it. the end.