Psychotic and idiotic, helpfully annoying, can get superbly random, too optimistic (even for my liking) and, I wouldn't call myself insane. Just mentally hilarious.
I am pronounced magical by Pottermore. I am a Gryffindor. (Though I wanted to be Slytherin for reasons you are not allowed to know.)
I am claimed a demigod by Rick Riordan. Well, at least by a minor god or Athena.
I am officially a citizen of District 1, 3, 4 , 6 and 7 in Panem.
I am the Mother Confessor's child turned Mord'Sith. (Yes, I made this up because it's impossible lest it be fan fiction.)
I'm a singer, too. In the shower. Or while washing the dishes. But you didn't really need to know that.
I'm seriously lazy and carelessly carefree.
And fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine, I'm a little bit on the insane side.
I can no blab to save me life.
Note: Between work and college and sleep, I have to apologize that I can't update MUCH like before. I try, really. I write like a couple of paragraphs all the time. So, there. Sorry. But I do have more stories in store if you guys will still wait, and gods I hope that you do. Feel free to message me or e-mail me at email@example.com. You can absolutely write me anything. Even hate mail. :)) (5-10-13)