My moods change about as quick as the Texas weather. I can honestly say that I'm the most interesting, if not the most infuriating person, I've ever met. For most people, I'm just a bit too much to handle, and that's ok. I don't want to occupy my time trying to please someone who'll never understand anyway. I talk way too much, and I really hate when people tell me it. I'm pretty sensitive even though I try real hard to seem like a hard ass. I cry for the most ridiculous things. And when I cry, I cry.I'm truly random. I make stupid noises all the time, I break out in random geeky dances,I'm not exactly sure why, At times I'm pretty self-centered. Oh, and I have a mean, vicious temper that strikes without warning. I don't even see it coming. It's pretty hard to deal with, but eh, I'm trying.I enjoy taking pictures. I can't find my "hidden" talent. Oh and beejeezus, I love music. It's almost to the point of obsession. I always say I'm going to give up on whatever it is that's giving me trouble, but I never do. I'm too hard headed to give up. I complain, a lot. And if you have a problem with that, well, honey, I don't know what to tell you besides go away. I can't seem to get along with girls, which is fine by me, most of them are self centered. Fake people aren't even worth my time. I contemplate the strangest of things, I always ask a million questions. I'm a self-proclaimed germaphobic. I try to underestimate things so I won't be disappointed. To sum it all up? I'm crazy, a tangled mess, a big bundle of life all wrapped up in this little ol' body.