I am going to write a new bio this is old and then you can look at my out look on my life at different times in my life....so enjoy the old one!

~~Emerald’s Bio (or a scattered collection of thoughts and facts from Emerald to you)~~

What do you Say about the all-powerful Gecko? I am Gecko, I am Emerald, I am Woman! I am Crazy, yes, I be Crazy. The world is a boring place, I simply wish to make it a little stranger, a little more, well, crazy! What else am I? I am the goddess and ruler of Cheese. Yes. I am the Hippie Anarchist, I am unique. I am Canadian; ok so I took it too far…Emeralds life, where does Gecko keep that? Isn’t Gecko Emerald? Oh well, I know I have a life, oh well when did it start? I think it was the eighties, a crazy time, all those tight pants (scary thought). I was Born, I was created, I came into this world then, my mother told me I was synch, she was numb from the waist down, but that’s another story…I was a child, not so hard to believe either (I never really stopped being one). I discovered over a period of time that elementary school is Hell, or at least its horrible Elementary school is a cage with no free speech no rights and no opinions, everyone is a mindless zombie and everyone will do anything to fit in anywhere. And kids can be so mean if you don’t look just the same as them. After Public school there is High school which I am currently in. I had a huge transition between High School and Elementary School. I went from “Liking” The Backstreet Boys and Being well, exactly the same as everyone else (only an outcast and a loner because I wasn’t pretty or ditzy enough), to being a freak-ish type person that is very, very, very different from everyone else, even the so called “freaks” (in my opinion). And now I have more friends than I have ever had. I get along with everyone, even the GAPheads!! I am very anti-gap, the gap is one of the supreme evils of the world, You really shouldn’t ask. I now have a policy of doing something very, very, very out of the norm every day. Some of my latest endeavors in crazy-land have been getting all my friends (and people I don’t know) to draw all over my jeans in permanent marker, and I wear them now more than ever. Also, I no blow bubbles and prance around hallways (at school, at the mall) and sing “bubbles make people happy!” I like to make people happy, mostly because I am not happy most of the time just crazy and hyper. I smile all the time because it makes everyone else happy, and that’s what counts to me. To Many people have hurt me by sticking their problems on me, so I don’t want to do that to anyone. I love to be different, I live for it, and I am not a normal girl. Ask Adira and Raven, I be a crazy person. Pain in the physical helps heal the emotional wounds. I believe that perfection is an unattainable goal that every person holds and can’t escape, it’s a plague, a driving force to strive for perfection constantly. I am usually depressed over something stupid, or a lot of stupid things, they eat away at me, and drive me nuts, all the time, But I guess I am a good actor, or the fact that no matter how depressed I am I am hopelessly insane, and hyper. No one notices and I think I would like to keep it that way. I never quite know what I am thinking and I over analyze everything, so I think too much and it confuses me basically. I wish that everyone could feel loved mostly because I don’t feel loved. I feel needed and wanted sometimes but never loved. I tell everyone I love them all the time, and I think I do love Most people. I wish people would realize I am not their dumping ground. I do care but I can’t fix the world, which depresses me most, because the world is very fucked up. I am going to leave it at that, I am getting too deep now, and confusing, and well yeah I am being normal (for me). I leave you with these words of wisdom form Daria “If the world doesn’t end, it’s not the end of the world”