And here is some things that you may want to know about me...

Name: WYSIWYG for short, until further notice

Age: 23

Physical Appearance: dark skinned female with almost black, short brown hair and dark brown eyes

Personal Perception of Oneself: Overbearing, slighty masochistic, and a little bit overimaginative if left alone for too long; Loves to be in control, but tend to drive herself crazy; Appears somewhat normal on the outside, but is all loose nuts and bolts on the inside; A complete nutcase who is disgusted by the concept of sex, but who avidly reads, writes, and draws about it; A person who hates complete sentences because she can't form any complete thoughts herself, but who loves the complete insanity of ambiguity; Finds life to be a completely random process in which no one has any control over, but does hold a small amount of influence in.

Birthdate I Wish I Had: February 29th

Country I Wish I Lived: the UK ("deffo with knobs")

Favorite Form of Writing: Stream of Consciousness

Favorite Word: juxtaposition (to place close together or side by side; usually for comparing or contrasting), although I rarely use it in anything other than essays

Favorite Ice Cream: Dreyer's Birthday Cake ice cream

Favorite Drink: hot Green Tea

Favorite Edible Dish(es): Unagi and White Castle Cheeseburgers

Favorite Quote Found Online: "The mere existence of flame throwers says that someone, sometime, somewhere said to himself, 'You know, I'd like to set that guy over there on fire, but I'm just no close enough to get the job done.'"

Favorite Quote(s) From Real Life: "It doesn't take a lot of talent to be a giant penis..." -Tyler

"How did you almost blow up the school?...Iodine?...So, you thought that instead of explaining to your teacher the explosive properties of Iodine that you would do a full demonstration?!" -random comedian

"I don't know who you are, but you look good naked!" -c'est moi

"I swear on my dead hamster..." -c'est moi, yet again

"Liberate Bananas!" "Set the Bananas free!" "No." "Shut up you! Don't pay attention to him." "Why does this sound like the communists?" -me, Zack, and Sarah

"What am I writing?...An emo-bashing pseudo-sonnet?! Why would you let me write this?!" -me yelling at my lovely poetry partners in crime

"Mine was Susha." "Mine was Rambo." "Mine was Cowboobies." -Michael, Mandi, and some random guy they know

"Well, after this, I should think nothing of falling down the stairs..." -you don't want to know

"Isle Roatan has a 'Hill of Happiness'?" "Yeah. So?" "That sounds so unhappy..." -mummy and me

"What difference does it make the price of tea in China?!" "But, Madame Hause, we're not in China..." -James and Mrs. Hause

"Hey V? Mum?...Why is everyone that's disappearing someone that matters?!" -and than my dad walked in the room...

"Can you have one of your moments somewhere else? Or a little bit more quietly?" -thanks dad.

Fun Facts: -I hate feet, they make me cringe.

-The first time I ever snuck back into my room after hanging out all night, I slipped through my window, hit my butt on the desk set strategically under said window, and landed with my face smack on the floor. Surprisingly, neither of my parents woke up.

-The idea of being a responsible adult completely terrifies me.

-I'm not afraid of death, per say, but I am afraid of the many gruesome ways that you can die.

-I have thoroughly forgotten what it was like to not have to worry about money.

-I really believe that if every interview I've ever had was an over-the-phone interview, that I would probably not still be worrying about getting an actual job.

-I'm really jealous of teenage mothers. I love kids and want to have them young, but I'm too enthralled in trying to get a decent education first.

-I tend to be really long winded, but I find conversing with other people to be a somewhat pointless practice. (no one ever wants to talk about anything that's important or at least halfway interesting)

-After I moved, I became quite the anti-social person, even though I would like to do stuff with the general public.