Hello there, I’m Stephanie Jane Hughes. Geordie, student, notoriously bad dancer, and a lazy-bum. I’m 19 years old (20 in less than two months, EEGADS.) I used to be a blonde haired angel, now I’m a purple haired creature of sorts. Also as pale as Casper the Friendly Ghost. A bit less friendly though.

I look a little bit like a ferret/meerkat crossover. In a nice way that’d make you want to cuddle me sort of manner, not in a JESUS WHAT IS THAT kind of way. I think.

I enjoy rollin’ with the boys, burning to a crisp on the beach, and watching far too much TV. Other than the beach I can only be lured out of the house to go to work. If I’ll leave the house for you, you fucking matter to me. Sometimes I’ll actually get up off my bum and go to university to make use of that education that’s going to leave me thousands of pounds in debt, but not that often.

I also have an irrational hatred/fear of certain words, and if I'm reading fiction someone has wrote and it includes one of those words, I have to stop then and there. Odd, I know.

Fun fact: My heart is a bit further to the right than the normal persons is. It’s not dangerous, I’m just a freak.

I legitimately just copied this 'about me' from my tumblr. That's how unimaginative I am.