My Name Is: Sarah

I Love: Pasta, cats, writing, my family I guess, shit sitcoms, good sitcoms, documentaries about China, people who blog about how crap their lives are, my good friends, Dr Who, wearing jeans and sleeping.

I Hate: Eating meat, those idiots who believe eveything on Youtube is real and deserves their essay-length comment, small middle-class children that never shut up, whiny middle-class people in general, people who call me mean, people who are touchy-feely, spiders and crumbly potatoes.

I Am Indifferent Towards: The environment, most religions, my civil responsibility as a young British native, politicians, regular idiots and trees.

I Live: In the whiny suburbs of Britian where well-off people pretend to care about those less fortunate than themselves.

I Eat: lots of pasta, anything that isn't meat.

I Crave: The approval of others, a sense of self-worth, a different life, a fitter, healthier lifestyle, somebody to love me, to stop being mean and to be better at writing.

I Am Stupid Because: I'm a hypocrite, I enjoy rubbish sitcoms, I can't organise my time and I'm lazy.

I Wish: I could bend time and space like Hiro Nakamura.

I Think: That too many people that have the right to complain just get on with their lives, and too many people who should just get on with their lives complain.

I Know: That, at 15 years of age, I should not be this cynical.

I Am: A bit different, something of a disappointment, something of a success, and very self-centred when it comes to writing stories.