How is one person supposed to sum themselves up for others to see? How is one person supposed to describe themselves, when they're probably just explaining what they wish they were like? How is one person supposed to be able to trust their personal opinion of themselves when no opinion is fact? How is one person supposed to be totally honest, when nothing is truth anymore?
I guess I'll just be forced to try. Where should I begin? Name, name, right. I'm Missy, but you can call me Kura. I'm sixteen years old, and born on the 25th of June. I'm a brunette, with very beautiful blue eyes. I'm around five feet, eight inches tall, and weigh 141 pounds. I have a bit of an odd personality, I do believe. I'm the normal, typical, nerd, but with a superbly artistic flash thrown in. I am rather artistic; I draw, write, sing, and soon, I am going to start taking lessons in guitar playing. I'm generally hyper, though very quiet. The things I do tend to scare people. I love bright colors, but generally stick to black, pink, and green, like most teenagers these days. I play a load of video games, usually an RPG, though. I grew up on Marvel Comics and Star Wars movies/toys/clothes/bedspreads. I have a photogenic memory and a rather large bit of knowledge at my disposal. My test scores are generally off the charts, but my grades are low. I'm a slacker. I suppose I'm trustworthy, but I'm not sure why. I'm a bit messy, but I tend to keep almost everything neat and in place. I'm a movie buff, and couldn't live without music. When I'm not listening to music directly, I have lyrics and the back beat throbbing throughout my head. I'm obsessed with zombies and nurses. I love syringes with a passion, along with flu masks. I dress extremely odd, but usually cover it up with a jacket. I tend to be a drama magnet, though I don't know why, no one talks to me. I guess that's it for now. Thanks for reading.
I guess I'll just be forced to try. Where should I begin? Name, name, right. I'm Missy, but you can call me Kura. I'm sixteen years old, and born on the 25th of June. I'm a brunette, with very beautiful blue eyes. I'm around five feet, eight inches tall, and weigh 141 pounds. I have a bit of an odd personality, I do believe. I'm the normal, typical, nerd, but with a superbly artistic flash thrown in. I am rather artistic; I draw, write, sing, and soon, I am going to start taking lessons in guitar playing. I'm generally hyper, though very quiet. The things I do tend to scare people. I love bright colors, but generally stick to black, pink, and green, like most teenagers these days. I play a load of video games, usually an RPG, though. I grew up on Marvel Comics and Star Wars movies/toys/clothes/bedspreads. I have a photogenic memory and a rather large bit of knowledge at my disposal. My test scores are generally off the charts, but my grades are low. I'm a slacker. I suppose I'm trustworthy, but I'm not sure why. I'm a bit messy, but I tend to keep almost everything neat and in place. I'm a movie buff, and couldn't live without music. When I'm not listening to music directly, I have lyrics and the back beat throbbing throughout my head. I'm obsessed with zombies and nurses. I love syringes with a passion, along with flu masks. I dress extremely odd, but usually cover it up with a jacket. I tend to be a drama magnet, though I don't know why, no one talks to me. I guess that's it for now. Thanks for reading.
