English Autobiography

My name is Kelly Elizabeth Spitler—one of the thousands of faces you see here in Athens. What makes a name more than a number, or transforms a face into a person? I think it takes just a little time and effort. Hopefully, the next few minutes I spend sitting in front of this screen, showing a glimpse of my life beyond my status as a freshman at the great University of Georgia will accomplish something to that end.
In all honesty, I am a jumbled combination of contradictions and consistency. With the exception of one year living in the Philippines, I was born and raised in Georgia. Much of my life as a child was spent in bleachers or behind dugouts, happily reading or playing in the dirt while my older brother and sister played baseball, softball, basketball, and every other sport known to man. I balked at the family tradition of basketball stardom and opted to be the most uncharacteristic cheerleader, instead.
While I love to curl up with a good book, talking over coffee might be one of my favorite things of all time. I love to listen and observe quietly, whether in a crowded room or in front of teary eyes. I hate to be the center of attention, but do not mind speaking up when necessary. Music of all forms captivates me—whether singing, playing, or listening to it. My faith and my Bible are the most important to me, and I aim to live so my words match my life. I love to laugh, and need to do so more often; I hate to cry in front of boys, and am glad that does not happen too often. The stars leave me speechless. Lakes, oceans, mountains, and plains make my heart come alive. I do not look at flowers, blow dandelions, or climb trees—all those things that are beautiful and possibly childlike—nearly as much as I ought or want. This is a glimpse of me, perhaps a bit more than you wanted, but me, nonetheless.