Okay. We'll start out here with the vital statistics (and the not so vital ones that are only stuck in here to make it look like I spent some time on this thing).

Name: Rachel Anderson, anonymity (is that even a word?) at its finest
Age: 14, but I'll be fifteen in exactly two weeks! YAY!
Birthday: December 21, the winter solstice!
Hair Color (because you care): dark brown
Eye Color: BLUE! Isn't that great? Blue's blue!
Height: 5' 5 3/4" you can NOT forget that 3/4!
Weight: You only wish you knew. 107 for you nosey people
Overall physical appearance: Better than Michael Jackson's

Okay! Yippee Skippy Peanut Butter!

Time to go take a shower now, so that I can go smell like flowers or whatever the shampoo is.

What? You think I look at that kind of thing?

So anyway, I'll be back tomorrow to finish up with this and clue you in on the slightly more interesting than these yet not quite up to par with all of your's details of my life.

Hahah!!
I think everyone looks better then him!!
Hahaha!!

Hey Rachel, glad to see you here :D

Would you want this to be moved to the 'newbies' corner instead?

just in case I didnt recognize u before!!!!!!!!
*hugs Rachel*
welcome, I messed... ops, middes ya!!!!

(that was originally a mispelling mistake, but I like it)

If it should be. I don't care. I will be a writer on here soon, though.

Okay. This is a little late, but I said I would post it, so here it is:

On Wednesday, December 21, 1988 (exactly 15 years ago next week) I was born in St. Elizabeth Hospital in Lincoln, Nebraska. It was about 20 below (as is -20 degress Farenheit). Yeah. I wonder if that's why I don't really mind the cold that much.

My first few years were pretty uneventful, although when I was almost one year old, my mom got handed a talent scout's business card because apparently I was a really cute baby.

A little while before Kindergarten, I got my first pair of glasses. At first, I didn't like them, but by now, I've gotten rather used to them.

In first grade, my best friend was a little black boy named Sherman. Except I didn't really get to hang out with Sherman that much. A month later, the school bumped me up to second grade.

In second grade no one really cared for me, because I guess they didn't like having a younger kid in their class. So my self esteem kind of dropped. A lot. And also this kid named Marty got really mad at me because I looked over at his paper to see how to spell 'because.' Anyway, I made friends with this girl named Felicia, who was the most gorgeous second grader ever. She was Vietnamese. And I guess having a pretty friend made me feel a little better.

But then in third grade I got a new friend, Ashley, to join me and Felicia. Unfortunately, it was pretty obvious that they enjoyed each others' company to mine. I was probably just the really geeky, funny looking smart kid that they just had to put up with.

In fourth grade, I changed over to a Catholic school where my best neighbor friend went. However, since we were only a week apart, she was in the grade below me (since I had skipped). So I had no idea who anyone was. After a while I joined a group of friends, but again, I was just along for the ride.

I was kind of made fun of at that school. I was really skinny and taller than all of my friends. It didn't really work out.

I was so glad when, two years ago, I finally got to switch schools again and go to highschool. I was so glad I was in band, because we had band camp before school started. The trumpet line was all guys, so that was a bit awkward. But at lunch I met Ashley. She introduced me to Tiffany and Sally, who are now among my wide circle of friends.

I'm still the band-geek, kinda tall, too skinny, funny looking weirdo, but at least the laughs are with me now rather than at me.

hey! i'm 5' 5 and 3/4" too! that 3/4 an inch is the most important part i tell you!

a Navy recruiter asked me that the other day, and we i told him, his response was along the lines of "uh...huh...let's just put 5'6"" and i was like "yay! i'm tall!" lol

and i'm SUPOSED to be 5'7" like Audrey Hepburn (sp?); but i'm not

still, a girl can dream can't she? lol ^_^ hehehe