When I say, “I’m really bad at this,” i really mean that I’m <i>really</i> bad at this. I didn’t put this on my main page, because honestly, who gives a fuck “About Me.” We, people, only read them when 1) We’re creeping, or 2) You’re attractive. My goal, is to make you know me after you read this, whoever you are. Whether you will or not, I’m gonna try. 

I’m Courtney Elaine Caldwell. On February 5th, I’ll turn 17. I do not have my license because I’m a chicken that waited a year to go get my permit. I’m a junior at my high school. I live in a little bitty town where rumors are spread just as fast as herpes. Most people hate our little town but for some reason that not even I know, I love it here. Honestly, I love pointless drama. Since it’s pointless, it’s funny. I have a weird sense of humor. I love to make people get so tore up over the internet because they <b>don’t know me.</b> I can turn any serious moment into a laughing matter. But, behind all these smiles, of course there is a frown. Usually it gets on my nerves when people act like they’ve had a hard life. But here lately, I’ve realized that everyone, in their own way, has had a “hard” time sometime in their life. Whether it’s wearing the same outfit twice in one year, or having two different outfits to wear all year, to them, it’s stressful and bothers them and it’s not my place to judge whether they are worthy of respect. I’m single. I’m the fuckin bestest. & right now, I’m at a loss for words. Maybe one day you’ll understand me but at this moment I give up.