My Meticulous Existence

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'Ello, all. I suppose to start this whole blog thing off with a bang, I am supposed to tell all about myself, which thankfully I am very good at. Well, that depends on what aspect of myself. For example, I can tell you all about the decisions I make, but I can't tell you how I make them. Honestly, I'm not so sure half the time why I do what I do. But I suppose that would be the same for everyone.

So, "3 random facts" I believe was the requirement. Excuse me while I ridiculously exceed that number.

I have a major obsession with coffee. No human on earth should drink as much coffee as I do. It's actually not the safest thing for me to do, but somehow I am unstoppable near the smell. I guess if I was a miserable drug addict, this would be my drug of choice.

Next: I'm a tragic geek. In every way possible. For example: For fun, I accompany my brother to the college library. Yeah. Reading ridiculous amounts, writing fits, taking at-home courses...I have no hope in life. But I enjoy it and I guess that's all that matters.

Also, I'm authoritative. I don't mean to be, but I can't stand when things aren't going the way they should. Hence the reason my mind is so screwed up. I don't mean bossy, not that I'm never that way, but I mean more....a perfectionist. I feel the need to make sure that my opinion is expressed and contemplated. Don't get me wrong; I don't go home and cry if I don't get my way. I just mean that if things are going steadily chaotic, I want to help. And by helping, I untentionally turn into some type of control-freak.
Oh well. :]

Next, and it doesn't take much to figure this out: I'm a music freak.
No way around it. I listen to music at every opportunity I have. I don't turn all psycho and restrict myself to one type of music. Oh no, I listen to a little bit of everything. Except country and rap because I don't think anybody in their right mind can stand either of them any more. But by anything I mean anything worth listening to and interpreting. I learned to play guitar and some piano, although I would call myself an expert on neither.

Umm, I suppose it would be suitable to mention my life goals, eh? After high school I have every intention on majoring in psychology. Clinical psychology, to be more precise. I do intend upon receiving my PhD in the subject, which will take ages, I know. But, I'm a very dedicated person.

Haha. I have a mentally retarded cat. That just ran through my mind as something you should know. And I'm serious. He has a brain legion. It's sad, kind of. His name is Phillip. =]

One major thing about me that only people who are close to me would know: I prefer to live in a fictional world. I oftentimes (okay, more than not) hate the real world. Who doesn't? It's not a very lively and fun-filled place. So whether I am forcing myself into a world in a novel or into some place in my own imagination, I usually retreat. I suppose it helps to deal with the stress, and it works, thankfully. But the issue: I develop unrealistic goals. I mean...fictional world made up of fictional characters...where does that leave the characters from the real world? So I push them out and rely on my fictional life to get me through. Pathetic, I know, but it is merely a way to cope. Everyone has their quirks, I would assume.

Also, anyone that knows me knows one thing specifically: I loooovvvveeee to argue. To take two (or more) conflicting ideas and put them head to head. Seriously. For one thing, I defend my argument to the death, but I am NOT naive enough to believe that my opinion is infallible. I'm not haughty, I'm not arrogant, and I'm not pompous. I just love to defend my opinions. First off, there are so many people that will argue that they are right, no way around it. They know. NOBODY KNOWS! That's just my point. It is impossible to know anything! Seriously, we could be living in some type of bubble surrounded by thousands of other bubbles. Okay, sorry. This one is getting off subject. Point is: I love to argue with people that think their argument is infallible. It makes me feel accomplished when I prove a point that they can't argue against. =] I know. Sadistic, eh?

So, I'm pretty sure whoever is reading this is really tired of hearing me go on about myself for ages. So let me sum the rest of myself up really quick:
I'm a melodramatic, easily-offended, highly irratible, persnickety, techo-loving, attention-seeking, teenage, entirely resourceful, travel-loving, sometimes obnoxious, random, eccentric, easily obsessed, entertaining, and woefully manic high school basket case.
=]
Adios.