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Hello, my name is Haylie Elizabeth Logan Smith. And I most definitely just copied that opening line from my friend Jillian. I rarely ever say "Hi", I think "Hi" is one of those words people use when they really don't want to talk to you, I know for a fact that I say "Hi" when I am clearly not interested in talking to someone. Well, anyways, I am sixteen years old, and I have lived in Calgary, AB my whole life. Not entirely the most interesting place in the world, but I think it's considerably close to being described as "home". I always believe home is where the heart is, which I realize sounds really ridiculous, but it's true, and my heart has never once belonged here. It belongs with people here of course, but not with the city itself.

I really like tea, music, art, writing, "chran", soccer, best friends, saturday mornings, saturday nights, weekends in general, reading, conversationalists, facebook, folk fest, and smelly erasers. 

I really don't like veins, spiders, heights, corn fields, clowns, lady bugs, dolls and liars. 

Let's see, I can't really say I have a best friend, which in general, sounds like the most depressing thing, because in theory, EVERYONE should have a best friend. Truth be told, I am not EVERYONE, I am me, and I don't mind not having a best friend, because I have some great friends that I can count on anyways. On that note, I don't think it should be okay for people to be judged, or defined by who they are friends with. I am only saying this because I have a wide range of friends, they go from one extreme to the other, so, where does that leave me? Yes, I am judged for hanging out with the "wrong" crowd, but in my eyes, they aren't wrong, they're simply teenagers expressing their way of fun. They however, don't exactly approve of my other friends, who are equally expressive, but in a different way. So how can you really say there's a right and wrong? There isn't. I'm not trying to tell everyone to stop judging and to get a long, but I think if people just understood the other side, they'd accept diversity more. 

School sucks. Plain and simple. Grade ten? It was a blast, I can't imagine spending it any other way then with my new friends, only now, in grade eleven, they don't seem like very great friends. I'm not going to lie, I made some amazing friends last year, including two of which have left me this year, and one I can't even talk to because we fight so much. Every goal I had placed for grade ten, I achieved, sadly enough, none of them were academic. But now that I have everything I've ever wanted, I have my doubts that it was really worth it. Now this years a lot harder, I have to work to gain people's trust back that I lost, and I have to rebuild bridges that I burned. That's also another thing I do, I burn bridges, all the time.