Hello there lovelies!

I'm Abby. 18. I'm never really sure what to put in these things so I'm just going to throw in a bunch of random crap and hopefully it will make sense.

I spend a great deal feeding my tumblr addiction and trying to explain to my family why fanfiction is awesome.

I also enjoy obsessing about fictional french school boys and when I say obsessing I really mean crying in a corner somewhere wrapped in a french flag while singing Do You Hear The People Sing.

I have to carry a book with me at all times. (Just in case it gets boring.)
In fact I'd probably live in Barnes and Noble if I could.

In the past week I've managed to (get ready it's a long list) trip over a vacuum, run into a wall, spill a cup of pretzel bites at the mall, have had said pretzel bites fall out of my mouth while attempting to walk, talk, and eat at the same time, tripped over the mat in the entrance to the mall, run into several walls, step in every hole possible while walking down a hill, trip over a decorative yard rock, accidentally slapped myself in the face (don't ask), and finally I ran into the cup holder attached to my seat in the mover theater.

I'm a huge theatre geek. I'm pretty sure my love for it goes so deep that I would marry it if I could. I love everything about, performing, teching, just going to watch the performance, I don't care I love it all.

Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters come out on my birthday (8/16) so it's safe to say I know what I'm doing for my birthday.

Whilst on the topic of birthdays I have also told my mom that next year the only thing I want is tickets to see Les Mis when it returns to Broadway in 2014 and to start saving up. I also told her to pass this along to every other member of my family. (I might just have a small, teensy, tiny obsession with Les Mis)

I'm one of those people who can find sexual innuendos in anything.

I've got a few plot bunnies hopping around in my head right now, so hopefully soon I'll get them written down and posted.

Fun Fact: Almost none of that had to do with fanfiction.

You might be a musical fan if:

You threaten to drop chandeliers on people and punjab them when you get annoyed with them

Whenever you're really hungry, you start singing 'Food, Glorious Food!' at whatever meal is next

You offer people meat pies when they say they are hungry

You wish somebody would give you a red, long-stemmed, thornless rose with a black ribbon tied around it

You want somebody to sing 'Loving You Keeps Me Alive' to you

You always want to start a rebellion in the name of the poor

You randomly sing 'For Good' to your bestie

When you have a crush on someone, but they like somebody else, you sing 'I'm Not That Girl'

You can come and go by bubble

You swear by the stars

You find yourself attempting the Confrontation alone

Om-Pah-Pah gets stuck in your head more than you'd like to admit

One word: Samantha Barks

Someone pops their gum: "You pop that gum one more time-"

(I don't typically like these things in bios but I really liked this one so...yeah...)

You should totes follow me on tumblr because it's aca-awesome.