My life started at 8:12 A.M. on October 4, 1986.  That makes me currently 15 for all you math scholars out there. My parents named me Britton Pent Sherman, and the story behind the name Britton is kind of interesting.  My mom was watching TV in the hospital waiting for me to be born, and there was a story about 5 teenagers who went skiing and got stuck under an avalanche.  I guess the only survivor was this girl named Britton Clark.  My mom told me she wanted to call me "Britton" since it meant "strong".  My dad told me he just agreed because it was better than "Emma"...what I was going to be named.  I was the first and last born, and I lived with both of my parents in a small New Jersey town, called Dunellen.  Then, when I was 2, my parents decided to get divorced.  Wonderful.  So I moved with my mom onto another street in Dunellen until I was in 3rd grade.  Then my mom and I moved to the next town over, Green Brook.  I lived there until the past summer.  I loved those two towns, and I hung out in downtown Dunellen all last summer.  If anyone asks me in adulthood what my hometown is, I'm telling them Dunellen or Green Brook.  My childhood was hard, because I'm not sure my mom's totally there, so we fought a lot.  I guess for the most part I did what I wanted, but she was always behind me telling me how wrong I was or what I was doing wrong, and how today's youth was a bunch of losers.  Not one of my friends ever measured up to her standards.  I think she was one of those girls in high school who was really pretty, but didn't take advantage of it while she could and was just plain and shy, so she would comment about anything I was doing to make myself look "weird".  I got kicked out a few times, and it was just hard living with her, although I knew she tried her best.

Then, this past May, after my mom and dad had a fight, she left for Ohio and I had to move with my dad and stepmother.  They lives in a small, rich town called Montville.  I don't exactly like it here, and it's hard living with my stepmom since she's 10 times worse than my mom, and I'm still getting adjusted.  It was really hard meeting people here cause I'm the kind of person who can't stand people who brag and are generally snobby, and I couldn't really adjust to Montville at all.  I started to high school this September, and it turned out to be horrible.  It wasn't just the people, I had bad classes, and I couldn't relate to my teachers.  Plus a lot of girls started shit for absolutely no reason, and I ended up getting in a few fights.   Finally, when I just wasn't coming to school after being suspended, I got kicked out.  I'm still looking at schools to go to, and I'm looking forward to going back.  But for now, I'm technically a freshman dropout.

Personality wise, I'm a really friendly and open person, although I'm shy when I first meet people.  I hate being judged on looks or my clothes without people really knowing me...it's one of my pet peeves. I guess I could say I'm a pretty deep person, and almost everything affects me.  I hate people who are shallow and fake, and people who think they're life is perfect.  I don't think anyone's life is perfect, but if you have a good life, congratulations.  I think relationships with people are really important to me, and I'm considering becoming a psycologist or cousenlor when I'm through college if not a web designer.

Music pretty much controls my life. I try to steer from the mainstream, and I've been grouped as "punk" and "freak" from time to time.  I guess my attitude reflects those, but I usually never dress as either.  Right now, I'm in my "trance-techno-house" phase. I've always loved clubbing, and especially trance, but I never really got into it until I downloaded some songs from The Cynic Project, which is some great trance music. Now I listen to anything that's trance...I'm in love with it.

Well, I guess that's pretty much all about my life I can think to put on here, of course it's more complex but that's just the fine details. Yeah, and I'm sure anyone reading this is about as bored as I am writing it.


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