name: Kieran Chael

age: 15

sex: female

height: 5'3

hair: natural dark auburn. or at least thats what it said on the box, doesn't matter though, cause it looks teh smex on me, un like my natural hair color, which is something like natural weird shade of brown that absolutly no one can agree on the shade/ name of the color, it's verrrrrrrryyyyy annoying

eyes: they change every few weeks from varrying shades of brown. last i checked they were copper colored

skine tone:...pale...even though for how pale i usually am, right now, i'm pale compared to every one else, i just can't stand to tan, do get me wrong, i love the sun and warmth and all, but i'm dreadfully paranoid about skin cancer, and leathery, wrinkly skin (shudder), i refure to spend more than 5 minutes outside on a sunny day with anything less than 30 sp on,...sad i know, but, pale skin is nothing a few days on jergans(sp?) can't cure, and when your elbows get darker than the rest of you, then lemon juice works well to even the color out,

hmmmmmm...to put it lightly, i am teh smex, and that;s not just the ego talking, though, adimitally, i do have a rather large ego, but, have of it's an act, and really, honestly, i have huge boobs for my age, people are surprised that i'm my age, adn often mistake me for at least a senior, it's rather funny really, considering how short i am...

i' adore most slash pairings, i'm bi, though very very few girls are actually attractive to me, i live in a town of the typical air heads and paris hilton wannabees, little rich girls and boys that get 100,000 dollar cars when they turn 16, and then get another one when they crash it days later. of course, my family is rather well off too, pretty damn so in fact, but, i actually have a brain, and don't care about wether or not i wear the in fashions or have one of those stupidly expensive purses, adn the guys at my school, well, for the most part try and act gangsta, some actually belive our city is, even though, it's the farthest thing from a ghetto or some city like new york. my city, town, whatever it is classed as, is about 30 minutes tops away from Columbus Ohio, it's know throughout the town it's self and in all the cities and towns around it as the (town name) bubble of hell, or just as the bubble, seariously, i went to an art show that i got into in columbus, and i was talking to the director of the exhibit, and she asked me which high school i went to, and i said jerome (public, and has nothing to do with the saint thankfully,) and she said back to me "oh, so you live in the bubble", it was rather embaressing really, my town has the rep of being full to the brink of rich snobs, though, don't let my rant fool you, a good deal of us are actually human, and for all of you out of state people, my town is the host of a rather large,and if the traffic is any sign, rather extreamly popular golf tournament, The Memorial Golf tournament, oh, and the head offices, central location, ect, of Wendy's is in my town too, so, what was the point to all of that? at first, nothing, but then i randomly just decided that the first few people to guess my towns name correctly, i'll write a story of their choice, as long as i know the book, show, manga, ect, i'll write anything, slash, het, romance, horror, whatever,

i have hypoglycimia, which is very low blood sugar, adn it one of the most common things diabetics have to deal with, it fact it's rare for people that don't have diabetias, or are pregnant to get it, yet, lucky me, i do, i'm thankfully though that it's not something worse, but, if i don't keep it even, then i get sick in a number of ways, if i eat to much or eat sugar to quickly i get really sick, like throwing up, no sleep for a day and then feeling like absolute crap for the next 2 or 3 days, but if i don't eat enough or the right mix of food to keep the level right, i get extreamlly dizzy, and my vision blacks over a lot, and then the next thing i know i've colapsed and i';m on the floor, it's rather annoying really,

also, i have extream arm pains, it's like a mix of arthritis, carpel tunnel, and over use injuries, it sucks, and my family and i can't figure out what the hell is wrong with my arms, but they fucking hurt, constantly, and the pain is only dulled when i take arthritis strength pain pills, which i hate doing because i'm becoming dependent on them to live semi normally, and i hate being dependant on something, i'm sur ei'm not addicted to them though, since i've gone for a wekk or so at a time with out them, and their was not cold sweats or longing, and i could sleep just ifne, no, i'm definatly not addicated, their just nice to have around,

I have slightly small attention span, my friend rachel oh so sweetly has dubbed me a gold fish, yup, she's a sweet heart all right, a regular ray of sunshine, then again, i'm not exactly little miss sugar either, of, course, if you don't know me i seem to be,

my friends are the most important things in the world to me, more than money, family, and sex, i'd die for every single one of them, i'm extreamly loyal, and i give pretty damn good advice ,

i'm short for my age, at least i feel it with my group of way to damn tall friends (pout) this has lead to them have the annoying habit of petting me on the top of my head, couple that and the fact that i can't pronouce the word remember (i say something like re-dem-ber, which as my eviiiiiilllll friend brandy pointed out, makes me sound like a 3 year old, andshe claims it'scompletly adorabul) and the fact that i tend to sulk and pout, i'm often coo-ed over and poked at...which i hate...lots...except for the fact that i'm an attention whore...

well, that pretty much it for now, i want to get to bed early (1:00am) so i can watch dashboard confessional on the today show, in the morning XD