I am that girl who, when overexcited, tends to flap her arms a lot a squeal, much to the dismay of those around her.

I am that girl that will watch intense fantasy battles and only feel slightly worried, but then is terrified when the doorbell rings.

I am that girl who loves the Lord of the Rings movies to death, then sees How to Train Your Dragon and then has to rethink that.

I am that girl who is socially awkward, and only proves this by squealing "The Lion King!" when she notices a spanish version sitting on her teachers desk. In front of the teacher.

I am the girl who believed that Florin and Guilder and S. Morganstern were real when I read The Princess Bride. That was about half an hour ago.

I am the girl who tells her parents that they listen to weird music, then goes into her room and plays the How to Train Your Dragon soundtrack at full blast.

I am the girl that habitually goes into long-winded conversations with herself. Unfortunatly, sometimes these happen when people are around.

I am the girl who tells anyone who believes her that she isn't clumsy, it's just that the faeries are out to get her.

I am the girl who, when given the choice, would much rather sit back and read and let the rest of the world argue out their problems.

...I am that girl.