There are a lot of ways I could describe myself.

A 19 going on 30ish dreamer, for instance, or an aspiring journalist, a once upon a time archeologist, a traveler by nature and total fruit freak and coffee addict. Amateur artist and baker, musician and a wannabe writer. Clumsy, forgetful, quick to anger and tears. (No really, I'm a mess.) Hardworking, loyal, stubborn to a fault, I've even considered compassionate. A lover of books and poetry and music and those random little plaques you find at the bases of trees and on park benches. A complete otaku, whether I'll admit it out loud or not. A kid lost in a world that is much too big for her. A total weirdo inside and out.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

So basically, I'm here to express my thoughts, feelings and ideas through stories. It's a long time dream turned hobby, and though I might not be all that good at it, it's fun, and I smile when people take interest. I mostly read, and comment. (All good things, all good things.) Like most teenage girls, I enjoy the clichéd, and romance makes me giggle. 

Fanfiction is a definite thing for me, I love it. 

I live in Norway, but I'm a born and raised New Yorker. I have no idea what I'm doing with my life, it's a vaguely shaped shadow looming over my school career.

I like people, people watching, socializing, just making friends in general. 

My favorite color is yellow and I'm obsessed with polar bears, but not yellow polar bears, that'd be awkward, I'd smuggle one from Svalbard if it wasn't dangerous, and you know, illegal.

I try to give 110% to everything I do, although it seems that doesn't include going to the gym, thanks procrastination. 

If you've stuck around this long thank you for listing to my rant, it's about a minute of your life you'll never get back and I'm flattered you'd spend it on me. 

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