Whom is winsor?
As told before, i am from northern europe. I do not think i need to specify it more than that. I am living my sweet seventeen, and study travelling and tourism at high school.
As a person, i considder myself as a serious, precocious, bookworm trying to make her way in life. Perhaps i am deadly boring, but i do not think anybody is. How can a person be boring? Is there not life enough in anyone to brighten up a day, to make a difference, to make somebody smile? What can possibly be boring about that? That is one of the things i try to do; make somebody smile every day.
I do well at school, does that make me a nerd? I work hard, and get what i deserve. I do not consider myself a nerd, or boring for that matter. I just do not waste time trying to give an impression of beeing something i am not. I have friends that i love. I have a family whom i care for (well, not always), and i am happy beeing me; a deadly boring nerdy teen, always with a plan for what to do next.
I find amusement in the small things, like stars in a winter night, the sky when it has that perfect blue, a good morning from the bus driver. It is those ting that makes life bearable. Those small things wich speaks of love in its own special way.
I think i am a bit square, in a way that i am not the first person to jump of a mountain. I do not have my feet on the groud, they are planted three feet under. I do not often get angry, but irritation comes fast. The few times i do get angry, i would most sertanly not like to be the person i am angry at. So one can say i do not stike often. But when i do, i strike hard.
I am not the kind of person whom you will find smiling. Sometimes i do, but not whitout reason. Neighter do i often cry. If i do, the reason is often good.
To be honest, i do not know what more to say. In the end i do not think i will have to. The one reading, you, will know me eventually. One step at the time