I had a random urge to get a livejournal again after all of these years. I've debated about whether or not I wanted to do so for the past while, and I suppose that now is as good of a time as any other could possibly be.
If you would have told me even a few months ago that I would be at this place in my life, I never would have believed you. Not even for a moment. My life has morphed into something crazy and unexplainable. I continually find myself longing to revert back to my childhood. If I have any regret in life, it was that I never allowed myself to be a child. My parents and I have had the same fight for years. They want to take care of me and I have never allowed them to do so. And now, when I need them, I am too terrified to even begin to consider asking for help. I feel weak for needing help. If I can just get everything straightened out, then everything will be OK.
So, to start this off, I would am going to attempt to define myself.
It will be something interesting to look back on in a few years.
My name is Megan Kathleen Petrey
I was born on May 12, 1991 in Bowling Green, Kentucky.
I have lived in Kentucky, Florida, and Mississippi.
My mother's name is Rebecca Sue Givens.
My father's name is Ward Leon Petrey.
I graduated in May of 2008 from Whitley County High School.
I have made a good deal of mistakes throughout my lifetime.
I skipped first grade because I was too hyper-active.
I am full of oddities.
I am allergic to: most metals, watermelon (and a few other melons), cats, dogs, and many soaps.
My favorite animal is an alpaca.
I lack passion for just about anything at all.
I long for anything at all in the world to make me feel the way that everyone else does.
I am embarrassed about my weight.
I feel like everyone can see my flaws.
I constantly worry in general.
I wish that I could read people's minds, I have strong interest in the cognitive cycle.
I suck at games.
I suck at giving directions.
I
constantly second guess myself.
I like History.
I like music.
I love making others happy.
In fact the only time that I feel like I am at peace is when everyone around me is happy.
I always feel like I could be doing so much more.
I don't read as often as I should.
I am currently not working toward anything at all in my life.
I long to be working on something musically.
I want an ocarina.
This one to be exact:

I think that Pugs are the cutest puppies ever.
I want one desperately.
My best friend is Kylie Beth Sherman.
She is the better half of me.
I like water a whole bunch.
I'm not a large fan of soda.
I go through odd food phases.
I like MySpace more than I should.
I dye my hair too often.
I would absolutely love to live out in middle of nowhere away from society.
I'm a pushover and a half.
I don't get angry very often.
I have issues picking out my favorite anything.
Primarily because I am constantly changing.
I am Bipolar, and I can't stand it.
I feel like it is going to cause my demise.
I want to impact someone's life.
I love sleeping.
I love my crazy dreams.
My mind makes little to no sense.
It moves at a rapid pace.
I am looking forward to old age.
I am legally blind.
My vision is always getting worse.
I generally have a headache.
My spine is misshapen.
I am impartial, to just about everything.
My right knee pops indefinitely.
It's annoying during sex.
Porn makes me tummy turn.
I respect others more than myself.
I give everyone a chance.
I give out way past second chances.
I appreciate honesty.
I try to be open about my feelings, in general.
I believe that you should live life the the fullest.
Happiness is all that matters to me.
I am not a materialistic person.
I have a huge whole in my heart for ugly things.
I am ready to embrace life.