I like reading, writing, tea (love tea) talking to people, and pondering the Big Questions of the Universe such as "What would I say if I could go back in time and meet William Shakespeare or Stalin" or "Did people use cleansers of some kind one hundred years ago?"
I am known by my friends as being "hyper" ( as if) weird, and brutally honest. 
I can speak three languages fluently (Is that confidence you sense) and apart from that, I  have spoken Irish almost every day for the last 11 and a half years and I still have trouble forming sentences (Damn you, education system) 
I've also been learning Spanish for the past four years, and can say a few words in Italian (Cazzo, arrivederci, Ciao) and I have no idea why this turned into a let-me-tell-you-about-the-languages-I-know essay but yeah. 
I stopped believing in Santa at age 5. Yes. Sad I know. But if you're gonna dress up my next door neighbour as Mr.Nicholas and expect me to sit on his lap, you're gonna have to guarantee that I don't pull off his beard. Oh and wrapping presents while I come downstairs for a glass of water isn't a good idea either. 
OH I live in Ireland. The Emerald Isle. (sigh) I am also a very cynical person. I second guess everything. Everything. 
I dance. I DO TRAMPOLINING LESSONS. AT MY AGE. (NOT VERY FLEXIBLE) 
Okay. That's it from me.
Ah. I'm a teenager. In case you were wondering. The senior kind ( wipes away a tear) The kind that has to worry about college applications and point systems and passing exams.