In my own mind I'm frickin' awesome. I dance like a loon to really really loud music that none of my friends like. I wear too much mascara and haven't used a hairbrush in months. Strong cups of tea, good books and fantastic music all come before school work and I can't seem to rearrange my loyalties. Unlike the average British teenager, I listen to Radio 2 instead of Radio 1 and when I'm not at school you'll either find me here or playing Mario Bros. I will never not love Bruce Springsteen and I'm determined to appear in at least one episode of Doctor Who before I bow out of this world.
As cool as all that makes me sound, I'm also really pathetic and can cry at anything.