Ha-ha hallo! The name's Oak. Alas, I am here for the ride. Taking in the scenery, y'know. Just looking round. I used to write fanfiction but it appears I have hit a major MAJOR brain block. I haven't written in about a year (aside from journal entries and the occasional letter to myself...). You question my sanity. Don't judge. Eh, I can't really very well describe myself so you kidz can do that on your own, I will however, tell you a couple of things.

1) I am a swimmer. Yah, chlorine is in MY BLOOD. In fact, I can hardly even detect the very smell of it.

2) I am an amazingly awkward teenaged miscreant. Miscreant meaning: I drop snack crackers off the third story stairwell in my school just for the enjoyment of watching them shatter on the linoleum. Awkward... well. If you ever have the most imponderable pleasure of talking to me, you shall know right away.

3) I love treehouses, Lord of The Rings, Chronicles of Narnia, C.S. Lewis, vikings, forests, Irish brogues, woodland animals, imaginary friends, Shakespeare, korean dramas, cinnamon toast, the mountains, mythology, folklore, annnnnd, those that are wasting their time reading this. Yes, I like you very much. :3

I believe that concludes this brief biography (if it's even that, which I don't think it is... but I have no idea what to call it at the moment). If you have any further questions, I am just fine and dandy answering them for you.

G'day,

Oaky