I'm learning more about myself

I like to sleep in sweatshirts.

I can organize with the best of them, but sweeping or vacuuming, forget it.

I can type pretty fast, and spell pretty well.

I have to brush my teeth at least twice a day no exceptions.

I drink water because I'm paranoid that if I don't I'll break out really bad.

I love the smell of books.

I like old movies.

I read books that make me seem more intelligent.

I wear 3-D glasses with the lenses popped out during math because I think that if I look smarter suddenly this bunch of numbers and letters will suddenly make sense.

I often feel as if I am inconsequential.

The moment I realized that you can be happy with almost anything was a warm early summer afternoon, when I was riding to Joanna's house while the sun was setting and mariachi music wafter through the air. It was a truly perfect moment.

I wish I could be bothered to paint my nails.

I pride myself on random facts that I have no need of knowing, such as the fact that having 5 fingers is a recessive gene and having 6 fingers is dominant.

English and people watching fascinate me. Science and math bore me.

I want to be important someday.

I want millions of people to know my name because of something good.