There's not much that you need to know about me.

I don't write that much but when I do, it's completely random and odds are not that good. I'm more of a painter/drawer than I am a writer.

I'm eighteen years old and still stuck in high school. I live in a dorm. I have a younger sister, a dog, and my sister has a cat but it's not like you needed to know that. I mean, I don't care if your sibling(if you have one) has a pet or not, so why should you?

Sometimes, I may come off as a bit rude but I'm actually really shy. I think I have issues with people, or communicating with them at least.

I hate school and not just because it's the thing to do but I really don't understand sometimes why we need it. Shakespeare didn't go to high school and he's considered a freakin' genius, not to mention Einstein.

My mind's extremely random. It can jump from kittens and bunnies to gore and the end of the world. There's no telling what I'm like the next day 'cause I think I may be slightly bipolar but since I refuse to see a shrink, I'll probably never know.

I like stories that deal with drugs and teenagers 'cause let's face it, I am a teenager, no matter how much I try to tell myself that I'm an adult. As pathetic as that is, school is kind of my life right now. Even though I don't put nearly as much into it as I put into, for example, painting, drawing, or even writing. I study enough to get by but usually not more.

I think simple names like Jack, Alex, or Max are cool.