I'm true to myself.
I'm an introvert.
I don't care what other people say or think about me.
I can ignore people easily.
I like to read books as a hobby.
I'm 26 years old.
I want my life to count for something of significance. I don't want to be here just to be here.
I've tried to count all the people in the world but there was so many my mind got scrambled and I lost count.
I like Italian food.
I'm a girl, yet I'm actually not the first person to reach for the phone when it rings (putting girls together with talking on the phone is such a stereotype).
I have an interest in plants, animals, and gemstones.
I like to collect anything I think looks nice.
I'm heterosexual (So I do gawk at boys every-now-and-then -- I can't help it, machoness is fabulous).
I hate spiders and creepy crawlies.
I hate motorcyles (As opposed to all the men I know who love them).
I think cars are over-rated (As opposed to all the men I know who love them).
I listen to all kinds of music.
I get around by taking public transportation (I don't have my own car).
I worked 8 different jobs (not all at the same time) and sucked at them all.
I hate being in an office. I felt free when they released me back into the wild.
I hate coffee (As opposed to most of the grown-ups who adore it).